After ten years of marriage, when I came home from doing some work to generate some extra cash, I found the home practically empty and all her clothes gone....
We had had some difficulties about her behaviour, but this I had never expected.
That night I had to sleep on the floor...
A couple of months went by. I found out where she was living, She had rented her own apartment. It bothered the hell out of me and I decided to try it once more.
So one night I rang her doorbell. She let me in and i pleaded with her to come back, but under the ccondition that she would behave...
She agreed and she wanted to go to bed with me then and there.... We did, but I didn't enjoy it...
We rented a U-haul and moved all the furniture back.
Things were better but not very smooth. Her idea of being honest with me was telling me whar she had done, behind my back, the last ten years.
She rather proudly told me that in those years she had had forty two different men and not all one-nite-stands....
It made me sick, angry, confused...
Early in our marriage I had told her about my hair fetish and several times I had cut her hair. Short but always socially acceptabele.
While she was not home, I traced a drawing of her, that she had made by a street artist once on transparent paper...
I pencilled in the small details and made the shadows in her face, but did not finish the top of her head.
Later I gave her a bald head on the drawing, enjoying the fantasy. It came out fantastic, it really looked like her...
So over time I made more drawings of her with different shortcuts: a Mohawk of course and a flattop, a very short buzz-cut, etc.
After three more years she was back to her old behaviour and I threatened to throw her out.
One night she had another lousy excuse to go out. I demanded to know where she was going.
"None of your business", she said looking down her nose at me.
"If you go now, you'll not get back in..."
"Huh....," was her answer flipping her hair over her shoulder. She got in her car and took off.
I had a small workshop, where I had several locks, so I changed the locks on the door, took a shower put my fancy duds on and went out.
I after a nice meal of' turf and surf' in a local expesive restaurant, cocktail before, cigar and a brandy after I hit several lounges and flirted with any chick that looked at me....
I came home around two thirty. She must have been there already and found that her keys didn't fit anymore.
The next days I felt pretty good. Slowly I came to the realisation, that what hurt most is the fact that you have been dumped. This time the roles were reversed, now.
I dated several girls and started my new bachelor life.
Somehow I had the sneaky feeling that she might try to get me back, though. After all she was the dumpee now....
I had mounted the drawings and hung them on the walls of one of the two bedrooms. I enjoyed fantazising....
Later I found a playboy centerfold that was just the right size for her head..., so I took out the transparent paper and went to work...
Now I had a nude of her with a mohawk !!
Yet that didn't seem enough, I had more fetishes...
I drew beautiful huge tattoos on her body and arms and legs...
I made her ears stretched out to some four or five inches., put her eyebrows a liitle higher, gave her some higher cheekbones and thicker lips.... She was gorgeous.
I just loved watching that picture.
After some six months or so the doorbell rang one night and there she was, all dolled up, mini skirt, tanktop and high heels...
Damn it, just as I had been right ! I had predicted that !
I acted casual and she cam in, nonchalantly I made drink for her, an old fashioned glass full of whiskey, one lousy icecube and some sour...
She'd never been a drinker, but she drank it...
"I've missed you so...., I still love you..., I am so sorry...."
I just listened to her carrying on....
I made her a second glass of whiskey sour... And as she was talking I watched her drink that too....
I excussed myself for a minute and put the baldheaded picture in the other bedroom...
Halfway the third drink she suggested to go to bed with me....
It was working !! It was working !!
She was undressed already before she saw the picture...
"OH, wow....", was all she could say..."Did you do that?"
"Yeah, what do think about it ??"
"Very well done..."
"Anything else?"
"Wow....bald...... Would you take me back if I did that,,,?"
"I'll consider it..."
We had good sex for the first time in many years...
The picture had made me horhy of course, but it was clear that it had made her horny too...
Later she pointed at the picture: "You want me to be bald...?"
I'd love it..."
"Do you want to shave me ?"
No.... If you are serious about that, then I want you to have lunch with me next Friday, Then I'll take you to a barbershop and you tell the barber how you want it cut..."
She agreed and we made a date for the next Friday.
That Friday we went for lunch in a swanky restaurant. Two cocktails before, three drinks after.... She was feeling pretty high,
I took her to the sleaziest part of town...to an old barbershop... She didn't seem to notice that.
Sure enough, men came into the shop after us... She walked a bit unsteady, but made it to the chair...
The barber put a white cape around her neck....
What was it you wanted ma'm ??"
She seemed to hesitate a little, but slurring her words she said: "Clipper it all off....!!"
If the barber was surprised, he didn't show it.He combed her hair, snapped the scissors a couple of times in the air and SCHNICK..., SCHNICK..., SCHNICK... Her hair slid down to the floor, leaving uneven tufts of hair here and there, some places her scalp showed through...
The men snickered... That was an unexpected show for them... I had trouble with a big bulge in my pants...
Soon the barber took out the clippers. He removed the plastic spacer that was on it and with a loud PLOP it sprang into life.
He started on the left temple and cut all the hair to the skin... Then he went around her ear and the neck.
It was exciting to watch how the back of her head became bald....
He worked around her head,
She just sat quietly in the chair,,,
The other side was done and the last hair to be removed was that on the top of her head...
There she was.... all bald.... Just skin and stubbles....
The barber took out a brush and some shaving cream, but I stopped him.
"That's good so. thank you !"
I payed him and said "Good afternoon, gentlemen", to the stunned men...and we walked out on the street....
A few doors down was a bar. I pushed her in through the door; "I need a drink and I figure you are due for one too..."
The men at the bar were silent all of a sudden, watching her bald head...
I ordered two doubles, I wanted her a bit drunker yet....
What she had not seen, was that a door which led to the annex, went a tattoo parlor.. Two double whiskeys later, she didn't know her ass from a hole in the ground anymore...
I had the stencils ready...
I steered her through the door to the annex...
Without any protest she sat on the high chair, She almost fell off, but I held her and steadied the chair...
I told the tattooist what she wanted.
"But she'll have to sign a release for that..."
I put the paper in front of her: "Sign here, baby...."
She did....
The men from the bar came in too to watch this operation...
She winced once in a while, while the needles buzzed merrily.
I promised the tattooist that I'd pay him triple the going rate if he did everything in one sitting....
In my bedroom I had put the drawing of her nude and all tattooed up , for her to find in the morning...
The next morning when she woke up, she swore like a trucker, cried and screamed, but she was and stayed bald and with both arms tattooed professionally...if not groteskly...
I had the camera already mounted and it rolled through the whole wonderful scene...
I told her that I was not interested in a tattooed whore....
She was ready to kill me !!
That afternoon she got drunk again. That night I took her to her own apartment and left her there....
The hair grew out, but she wore long sleeves from there on, even on the hottest days....
I still enjoy watching that movie, even after fifteen years now....
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