You did i might

You did I might.

Kris sat in the chair crying, her hands touching her bald smooth head.

She looked at the one they called K and said I’m done the chair is yours bitch.

The girls ask again for a smoke before starting another cut.

They went out front where I could see them.

The tallest of the three was 5’5 at best.

They called her Sam.

Sam began to walk off shaking her head of medium length   bleach blond hair.

Two steps into the walk K grabbed her by that hair and pulled her back and down to her butt.

Kris headed in so I opened the door. Pushing me aside saying I need to borrow these.

She took the scissors

She showed the to Sam.

Sam shook her head the best she could.

Kris started cutting away as K held her.

When Sam stopped resisting they brought her in and sat her in the chair forcefully.

Sam sat crying.

Kris stood with a handful of blond hair.

Showing it to her and saying that’s the beginning.

A few moments pasted and we was fixing to get started.

The police showed up. Knocking on the door saying they wanted to talk.

I opened the door to an older policeman.

He said I’m not sure what’s happening and I don’t care. Then called Kris by name and explained.

Keep it inside and lower the noise or I will take yall in for prostitution.

  Ok we all said.

He pointed at me and said I don’t even want to know what you are doing.  Then he left shaking his head.

I could imagine his thoughts a bald girl, a pile of hair on the floor, a girl appearing to be getting a haircut with a large hunk of hair missing.

We all breathed relief.  Then I told them to get out. I was done. Kris begged me to finish. I explained I can’t cut her hair off if she wanted to stop.

Kris said can I?

Sure go for it. I replied

Kris picked up the clippers. No cape, no warning, no words spoken.

Right down the middle. Burring a path to the scalp.  Sam crying and drawn up tight.

Sam winced in pain.

I said slow down Kris you are pulling it out not cutting it.

Kris slowed a little but kept a steady pace.  Strip after strip Sam’s head became more bare. The hair drifting to the ground after tumbling across her clothes.

When Kris finished and picked up the shaver Sam came to life again. No she said you are done.

K again stepped in to her view.

Sam sobbing said please don’t.

Kris said oh hell no.

Deals a deal and proceeds to smooth shave Sam’s  head.

Kris looked at K and ask are you going to be a problem?

Heck no said K.

I’ve been looking for a reason for a long time. I do want he to shave it. You are too rough.

It took the excitement down a lot but K sat down ask to be caped.

I picked up the clippers she closed her eyes and I shaved off one of her eye brows. That changed the game. She said what the fuck?

Now she was pissed.

I continued to shave her brown hair off letting it slide off the cape to the floor.

When I was done she sat quiet looking at her reflection touching her head.

After a few seconds she spoke. Are you waiting for the other eyebrow to fall off on its own?

I chuckled.  Picked up the shaver and removed the remains of the first and totally removed the second.

K pulled off the cape stood up.

Looking at Sam she said bitch quit crying

And sit down here you need to be finished.

Sam mercifully started towards the chair where K caped her and shave off her eye brows.

K smiling as big as possible says that was fun. Asking if we could do it again next year.

Sam crying said hell no. Kris shrugged her shoulders.

Me I will be going back. Hopeful but not expecting much.