Have you noticed the increase in the number of lady barbers?
The nearest barber to my home is staffed by lasses. I am disappointed when a man fills in on occasions. I say occasion, in fact it is a non-occasion for me.
I sit in the chair and relax. The brunet, with shoulder length hair runs my hair between her fingers. Her warm hand brushes my ear. As she starts to clip the back of my head the hairs on the back of my neck rise to touch her hands. She closes in, I feel two somethings brush my shoulder, she lowers her head and keeps clipping. Her hair is drawn over my face. I glance at the large full length window on to the street and wish it was not there.
Then to soon, she says "There that will do. Anything for the week end?"
One day I will say "Yes, you."
So where do you get your cheap thrills?
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