David had been growing his hair long for 3 years
when he met Helen when he
had one of his rare trims. By now his hair
was way past his shoulders.
When Helen approached him she asked how long
he had been growing his hair
when he told her she said she really liked it
and suggested a change could
he meet her later for a drink.
He couldn't believe his ears so he agreed.
He met her at the pub she began
running her fingers through his mousy brown locks.
As the night dragged on
they ended up back at her place. As he
approached the kitchen he could see
a chair in the middle of the floor. She
asked him to take a seat. He only
realized something was going on when she asked
him to take his shirt off and
placed a plastic cape round his neck and began
sectioning his hair.
He began to feel apprehensive but decided to go
with the flow. He felt a
cold sensation on his hair as she brushed on
some weird smelling gunge. She
whispered in his ear that this change would really
be trendy. She kept
piling on the gunge then gathered his hair in
a plastic bag.
Some time passed and she began removing the towel
and plastic and washed and
conditioned his hair. She dried his hair
and at last David could see and
hardly believe his eyes he was bleached blonde.
He loved it and then
followed a night that would be remembered.
He had found love.
From then on his hair changed color several times.
Then one day she
suddenly mentioned that she would like to see
him with a shaved head. This
horrified him and he refused.
Around two years had passed and he was off to
University. Helen came to his
matriculation day. It struck David that
he was in a room where most of the
guys had long hair. Everyone looked the
same he wanted to be different. As
they were leaving the hall he whispered in Helen's
ear that he wanted her to
shave his smooth.
He was spending the weekend with her as her parents
were away. When he
arrived he saw that familiar seat already set
up. As he got closer he could
see her Osters already plugged in.
She pushed him into the seat and placed the cape
round his neck.
Just as she was about to start she suddenly stopped
and asked him if he was
sure. David said he was and told her to
get on with it. She undid his
ponytail and began to brush it out and back.
As she stopped and picked up the clippers and
clicked them into life. Helen
grabbed a section and drove the clippers right
down the middle of head.
There was no going back as she made pass after
pass and his lap began to
fill up with hair that had been part of life
for 5 years. Suddenly he
looked up and the top of head was completely
bereft of hair.
She tilted his head to the left and began shaving
closer and closer round
his ears. 10 minutes passed and she tilted
his head to the right and began
shaving more David more fro his head. The
clippers stopped and David caught a
glance of his now shaved bonce. Helen began
rubbing her hands all over his
head and neck.
David started to get up when Helen asked where
he thought he was going
and to stay where he was she placed a warm cloth
on his head and then after
a while she began covering his head in shaving
foam. Helen the
using David's Mach 3 to remove the remaining
stubble.
David caught his reflection in the mirror he was
bald. Once again she sat
in lap and began rubbing his head and one thing
led to another and oh what a
night. He enjoyed his head shave.
How do I know well I am that guy and Helen is
my lady.
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