Do it? Don't do it? I can't decide what I want to do.
I swear that there are some times that I can't figure out the working and logic of my mind.
My hair has finally gotten to a length that it actually looks really good grown out, yet the urge to have it all buzzed off into a crewcut is so strong that I can hardly stand it. Every time I drive by one of the local hair salons, I find myself glancing in to see if there is a stylist I would like to have take the clippers to my head.
This evening, I nearly gave in to that urge. I went shopping to WalMart with my Boogie in tow, and on the way I stopped in front of the salon Karen and I usually go to. In side was Krystal (who cut my hair the last time a month ago), and the really cute BBW hair stylist, Genny. I wanted to go in and sit down in Genny's barber chair and ask her to take my hair all off. Maybe a #4, 1/2" gaurd on top, and skin the sides with a #0 or #00 gaurd with the sides faded straight up.
Fortunately, or unfortunately, two other people walked into the salon and signed in on the registry right as I was pulling into a parking spot. Krystal was giving a long haired brunette an all over trim, and Genny was finishing up a spiky clipper cut on another woman; so even if I went in and signed in (which would have had me waiting too long for me and a 2 year old toddler to sit by ourselves) I would most likely not have gotten Genny as my stylist for some time.
Boogie and I went ahead and drove across the street to WalMart to do our shopping. For now my hair has been given a stay of execution. Maybe I'll grow it out, maybe I won't.
Most likely, I'll continue to grow it out; but if a woman propositions me for a buzz cut or head shave, I'll not refuse.
(Our friend, Sherrill, told me at the party we were at on July 22nd that she prefers my head shaved in comparison to the way it is now. I think that if she ever mentions it again, I'll tell her "you buzz it for me, we'll shave it bald."
I've secretly wanted to have her, or her sister Brandy, give me a haircut for years; more for the intrigue of the situation than anything fetish or sexually related. It would just be fun to do...
My version of a gang-bang is to have a group of girls all cutting, buzzing, and shaving my hair off at once; if it ever happened I'd prefer that it were friends rather than strangers. Yeah right, like that would ever happen. It's still an interesting and intrigueing thought though.)
My hair has finally gotten to a length that it actually looks really good grown out, yet the urge to have it all buzzed off into a crewcut is so strong that I can hardly stand it. Every time I drive by one of the local hair salons, I find myself glancing in to see if there is a stylist I would like to have take the clippers to my head.
This evening, I nearly gave in to that urge. I went shopping to WalMart with my Boogie in tow, and on the way I stopped in front of the salon Karen and I usually go to. In side was Krystal (who cut my hair the last time a month ago), and the really cute BBW hair stylist, Genny. I wanted to go in and sit down in Genny's barber chair and ask her to take my hair all off. Maybe a #4, 1/2" gaurd on top, and skin the sides with a #0 or #00 gaurd with the sides faded straight up.
Fortunately, or unfortunately, two other people walked into the salon and signed in on the registry right as I was pulling into a parking spot. Krystal was giving a long haired brunette an all over trim, and Genny was finishing up a spiky clipper cut on another woman; so even if I went in and signed in (which would have had me waiting too long for me and a 2 year old toddler to sit by ourselves) I would most likely not have gotten Genny as my stylist for some time.
Boogie and I went ahead and drove across the street to WalMart to do our shopping. For now my hair has been given a stay of execution. Maybe I'll grow it out, maybe I won't.
Most likely, I'll continue to grow it out; but if a woman propositions me for a buzz cut or head shave, I'll not refuse.
(Our friend, Sherrill, told me at the party we were at on July 22nd that she prefers my head shaved in comparison to the way it is now. I think that if she ever mentions it again, I'll tell her "you buzz it for me, we'll shave it bald."
I've secretly wanted to have her, or her sister Brandy, give me a haircut for years; more for the intrigue of the situation than anything fetish or sexually related. It would just be fun to do...
My version of a gang-bang is to have a group of girls all cutting, buzzing, and shaving my hair off at once; if it ever happened I'd prefer that it were friends rather than strangers. Yeah right, like that would ever happen. It's still an interesting and intrigueing thought though.)