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It had been 6 months since I received my last haircut. The top was still thin but my sides were getting to be bushy and the length on the back was long. Being black its some times hard to find a barber in a big white town. I had moved about 5 months ago and decide to go and check around town for a new place that was not a national chain or a over priced hair salon. I stopped in a Vietnamese restaurant in a strip mall about 15 minutes from my house and sat down for lunch when I saw a small building in the back of the restaurant. After lunch I walked over to the building to see what was in there.
It was about noon and the glass door had a sign on it that read, "appointment only, established 1982." I stood and stared at the front door, it opened and this Asian women asked "you need haircut?, I have new girl to cut your hair." I said, "how long?" She said "about 5 minutes, she almost here and she need new clients, you come inside." I went in and sat down on a black leather chair and was just about to read a magazine when the front door opened.
The door swung open and this white women held the door with her left hand and a green tote bag with the other. She had light brown hair that was straight and had big curls on the end. She had tan 2 inch platform heels that were faded and they must have been new or she started to wear them because she wobbled and looked unsteady when she walked. Her faded blue jeans were 2 sizes to small, the jeans looked like they were almost painted on her. There were no pockets on the back, and this made her ass jump right out as she walked. The jeans were cut just above her ass crack and about 2 inches above her ankles. She had on a tight white sweater that was stretched over her big white boobs. You could see the bottoms of her huge boobs. It also looked about 2 sizes to small and it sat low on her shoulders, and accented her massive cleavage.
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She walked back to her station and dropped her bag and then went to the front desk to talk to the Asian women. "Sorry for being late again, my husband had to stop and get gas," the girl said. The Asian women said "you late again, he need cut and style, you do next," as she pointed to me on the chair.
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I smiled and she stuck out her finger and motion for me to follow her to the back. She took me in the back to wash my hair. I sat down and leaned back into the sink and she started to shampoo my head. She gave me a neck massage and deep scalp massage. I tried not to look at her boobs but her cleavage was inches from my face and I was starting to get major erection in my pants.
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She did not wear make up and had on no perfume but she had a natural beauty that could be seen if you took the time to look. She helped me to her station and said, "hi my name is Mica, and how do you want your haircut. I have never cut a black man hiar before." I was still in a day dream and said "oh, ah, ah," she laughed and said "how about I shave up the sides, get rid of the side burns and smooth the top." I just smiled and stared into her eyes. She kept talking and cutting my hair and did not notice my erection inside my jeans as I watched her walk and talk around the salon.
She did however near the end of my hair cut stop and go outside to her car. I saw her talking to some one and then about 5 minutes later came back into the shop and returned to my chair. "My husband doesn't like when I talk to the customers for very long. He prefers that I just cut the hair and not socialize, especially with black male customers. He doesn't trust me even know we have been married 5 years. He works two jobs and just let me get a job for the first time to make extra money for him." I sympathized and said "its ok, you can do anything you want, you don't always have to listen to him. It's ok to be yourself and have fun once in awhile." She said "I wished I had a job at home and did not have to rely on him to drive me, I have been late every day since I started here because of him."
part 1
It had been 6 months since I received my last haircut. The top was still thin but my sides were getting to be bushy and the length on the back was long. Being black its some times hard to find a barber in a big white town. I had moved about 5 months ago and decide to go and check around town for a new place that was not a national chain or a over priced hair salon. I stopped in a Vietnamese restaurant in a strip mall about 15 minutes from my house and sat down for lunch when I saw a small building in the back of the restaurant. After lunch I walked over to the building to see what was in there.
It was about noon and the glass door had a sign on it that read, "appointment only, established 1982." I stood and stared at the front door, it opened and this Asian women asked "you need haircut?, I have new girl to cut your hair." I said, "how long?" She said "about 5 minutes, she almost here and she need new clients, you come inside." I went in and sat down on a black leather chair and was just about to read a magazine when the front door opened.
The door swung open and this white women held the door with her left hand and a green tote bag with the other. She had light brown hair that was straight and had big curls on the end. She had tan 2 inch platform heels that were faded and they must have been new or she started to wear them because she wobbled and looked unsteady when she walked. Her faded blue jeans were 2 sizes to small, the jeans looked like they were almost painted on her. There were no pockets on the back, and this made her ass jump right out as she walked. The jeans were cut just above her ass crack and about 2 inches above her ankles. She had on a tight white sweater that was stretched over her big white boobs. You could see the bottoms of her huge boobs. It also looked about 2 sizes to small and it sat low on her shoulders, and accented her massive cleavage.
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She walked back to her station and dropped her bag and then went to the front desk to talk to the Asian women. "Sorry for being late again, my husband had to stop and get gas," the girl said. The Asian women said "you late again, he need cut and style, you do next," as she pointed to me on the chair.
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I smiled and she stuck out her finger and motion for me to follow her to the back. She took me in the back to wash my hair. I sat down and leaned back into the sink and she started to shampoo my head. She gave me a neck massage and deep scalp massage. I tried not to look at her boobs but her cleavage was inches from my face and I was starting to get major erection in my pants.
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She did not wear make up and had on no perfume but she had a natural beauty that could be seen if you took the time to look. She helped me to her station and said, "hi my name is Mica, and how do you want your haircut. I have never cut a black man hiar before." I was still in a day dream and said "oh, ah, ah," she laughed and said "how about I shave up the sides, get rid of the side burns and smooth the top." I just smiled and stared into her eyes. She kept talking and cutting my hair and did not notice my erection inside my jeans as I watched her walk and talk around the salon.
She did however near the end of my hair cut stop and go outside to her car. I saw her talking to some one and then about 5 minutes later came back into the shop and returned to my chair. "My husband doesn't like when I talk to the customers for very long. He prefers that I just cut the hair and not socialize, especially with black male customers. He doesn't trust me even know we have been married 5 years. He works two jobs and just let me get a job for the first time to make extra money for him." I sympathized and said "its ok, you can do anything you want, you don't always have to listen to him. It's ok to be yourself and have fun once in awhile." She said "I wished I had a job at home and did not have to rely on him to drive me, I have been late every day since I started here because of him."
part 1