SABENA by Feng
I'm a steward at the Chinese airline CAAC. Our crew is enjoying sparetime by finding out new senses of the abbreviation of other companies, e. g. for the Scandinavian airlines SAS we say "Sex and sensation", for the German Lufthansa "Let us fuck this hostess and never see again" and for the Belgian SABENA we say "Such a bloody experience never again". Therefore I entitled my story SABENA. This story happened about ten years ago, when I was a very handsome boy of about 20 years. I was and still I am a Beatles-fan trying to copy them in any respect. Even in their haircut. So I had pretty long hair. My girl-friend Lilly.and my parents disagreed my haircut admonishing me always to cut my hair. One day I decided to do it. In the afternoon I met some friends on the square of Guangzhou, the town I lived at that time and I asked them to recommend me a good barber. "Oh, I know an outstanding barber", Diao, one of the boys said. I don't know why, but I never liked this guy. May be for his permanent malicious grin on his lips. "It's master Yuan". He explained me, that the barber was living on a boat on one of the channels. So I started to find him. That wasn't difficult. I went on the boat, knocked at the door and entered. In the little room was an elder fat man with shaved, bald head sitting like Buddha and grinning. "Oh, what a cutie", he said and looked lascivious at me. "Come in, come in, my handsome boy. You want a cut, isn't so?". I was scared and suddenly I had the idea to run away. I didn't want to be cut by this colossus of fat and meat. So I I turned to the door. But suddenly he came to me, took me with an iron grip and put me in the chair. "You wanted to flee, my sunny boy. Why?" And I felt how he fixed my hands with handcuffs on the armrest of the chair. Than he fixed my legs with some cuffs at the legs of the chair. I wanted to cry. "Oh, my little sunny boy, you want to cry. No, no" Suddenly a had a sort of gag in my mouth. "And now I have to undress you, as I won't soil my white towel." He opened the buttons of my shirt, than he released one hand holding it very fast and stripped down the sleeve. Then he proceeded with the other arm, until he stripped down the whole shirt. "And now the trousers, my dear cutie!" I tried to protest, but it was impossible. He opened the buttons of my trousers and stripped them down. "And now, my little boy, and now, we can start" he grinned oily. Starting to whistle "I'm the wolf from the North", a wellknown hit at that time he returned with a pair of clippers. On the melody of the hit he was singing "and it works with batteries" and showed me the clippers which in that moment looked for me like a huge dragon who wanted to eat me. He lifted a thick strand of my longish hair and said. "Have a look, my cutie", and switched on the clippers. I tried to avoid them by moving my head. But he gripped my head firmly and after a moment he held the strand in his hand and showed it to my with a triumphing laughter. "Look what I have in my hand" he was singing on the melody of the old hit about the wolf from the north. He danced with his trophy three times around the chair and put my hair in a very high vase of glass which already was filled with all kinds of hairstrands. Than he came back, took another strand and - snip - he had it in his fat hands. Then he started again dancing around the chair putting at last the hair in the vase. I don't know how long it lasted until I was completely cropped. "Now, my little sweetie, the body hair.", he laughed. With a firm grip he stripped my nudies. What later on happened I don't know because I fainted. It was too terrible for me. I waked up by a stroke on my face."Put on your clothes", the barber ordered. I looked in the mirror. I was bald shaved on my whole body! "That costs three yuan" he said and held the hand waiting to pay him. "Three yuan for master Yuan" he started singing again. As quick as I could I put on my clothes, gave the money to him and was happy to escape this disgusting barber. On the way home I remembered that when I met Diao for the first time he also was bald. . . What would my beloved Lilly and my parents say now?
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