She Sits In The Wrong Barber Chair

She saw a girl about her age two chairs over having her long waist length hair trimmed. This made her feel a bit more relaxed. The barber looked over at her and said, I’ll be with you in a few minutes. She nervously smilled.

He turned back to the woman in his chair and said, I can’t believe she is sitting in the last chair, chair 12 is reserved for extreme buzz cuts. If they sit there, their parents have ordered their hair cut for discipline or punishment. Sarah said, wow, her hair is so beautiful. Dale couldn’t hear what the two were saying, only noticing that they kept glancing over at her.

When he was finished trimming two inches off her straight waist length hair, Sarah stepped out of the chair and the two girls made eye contact and they both simultaneously said you have gorgeous hair to the other. Sarah said you’re very brave, you must be nervous. Dale wasn’t sure what she meant, but she was very nervous.

The barber stepped over to Dale and put the restraints on the armrests around Dale’s wrists. He said don’t worry these are standard. She hadn’t noticed them on anyone else and everyone was covered in their capes. Then he wrapped a tissue tightly around her petite neck.  He said I can’t believe you’re sitting in this chair. She started to respond, I was told to sit…, and was about to say, …anywhere, when he cut her off and said I understand why you were told to sit here. Just relax it will soon be all over.

Sarah sat down to have a ringside seat for what was about to happen and thought I have got to see this.

After caping Dale, he combed through her golden curls over her breasts, then picked up his Oster 76 and holding the back of her head with one hand proceeded to run the clippers on the side of her head starting by her right ear.

Dale started to cry and Sarah tried to comfort her and said don’t worry it will soon be over.

Tom continued to run the clippers over her head, firmly holding her head with one hand and tilting it as her long golden locks cascaded down to her lap and floor.

He then switched attachments and proceeded to skin her sides and nape with the triple zero blade. She was crying and said why are you doing this. The barber said you were told to sit in chair 12. Dale said no I was told to sit anywhere but the waiting area was full, so I sat here, what’s going on. Tom asked the receptionist if her parents had called, who said no.

Tom said I’m sorry, I’ll just finish trimming your hair and won’t charge you. He gave her a little boys high and tight with white walls. It was a skin fade. Dale was still crying.

Sarah came over and again tried to make her feel better and told her how cute she looked and ran her hand up her neck and stubble. She kissed the girl gently on her neck and then on her lips.

Tom released the restraints and as Dale rose, Sarah again said how hot and sexy Dale looked with her buzzed little boys cut. Dale said that’s easy for you to say, if it’s so great, why don’t you have him buzz you?

Sarah thought about it for a minute as Dale was getting ready to leave, then said ok, and stepped into chair 12. Dale said what are you doing? Tom, give me the same, Sarah said.

Are you sure, both Tom and Dale said.

Yes, and you better strap me down. Tom smiled and said I never thought I’d get to buzz all of your hair off, as he fastened the restraints around her wrists. He wrapped the tissue and cape tightly around her neck. Dale watched as he flicked on the Osters and held her head with one hand and placed the roaring clippers at her left cheek and plowed them up and around her ear, then continued again and again. He then tilted her head into her chest and starting at her nape, ran them high, leaving white skin behind.

In less than five minutes she looked just like her new friend. They both looked like little boys, but still very sexy. Tom lathered her sides and back and finished with his straight razor.

Just like Sarah, Dale got up and ran her hand up the back and sides, and kissed her. This time their tongues lingered in each other’s mouths. Dale said, I can’t believe you had him strap you down and cut off 3 feet of your gorgeous blond hair.

Tom released her from the straps, and together they left holding hands.

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