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My camp was overflowing with clients up to spend the summer months living a life of complete freedom; no clothes, no inhibitions. No questions asked and no answers demanded. Of course I do have some rules and I do expect them to be followed, and when my customers come to me with a complaint, I listen and do what I can to make them feel comfortable with their lifestyle.

So it did not surprise me when I woke up on Friday morning, opened the door to get my newspaper and found six of my better customers standing in front of my door with very angry expressions on their faces. ?Gentlemen, good morning. What can I do for you this fine morning? It does not look like you are here to play cards,? I said.

Mr. Carter spoke out for the six men. ?Mr. Mason, we want to talk to you about that new client you put in room 126. The long haired blonde, Miss Fox.?

?Oh yes. Beautiful Miss Fox. What about her? Has she done something wrong?? I asked.

?She is making a laughing stock of the resort. We all parade around in our birthday suits and she gets to walk through the compound with her long hair over her breasts, hiding her pussy and covering her ass. I though we were in a nudist camp and one of the rules is ?NO COVERING OF ANY SORT,? Mr. Carter said.

?She gets to see us in our birthday suits and we do not get to look at hers. That is not fair. It is almost like we are being laughed at and being taken advantage of because she sure looks,? Mr. Maxwell said.

?Gentlemen, what do you want me to do?? I asked as I listened to their concerns. ?Miss Fox, well, this is her first year here. I don?t expect her to know all the rules yet. Give her some time. But I will talk to her and see what she says.?

?No, no talk. We took a secret vote in the compound last night. The vote was 34 against and 0 for. Either Miss Fox shows her nakedness and respects the contract she signed when she joined or we leave and ask for complete refunds. We want to see her completely exposed by noon or we get dressed and walk out,? Mr. Redman said.

With that Mr. Carter handed me a pair of scissors. ?Nothing covering her, Charlie. We want to see it all just like she gets to see. No inhibitions.?

?What am I supposed to do with these?? I said.

?Figure it out. Look out the window,? Mr. Mason said. I did. Miss Fox was just walking by on her way to the small general store on the compound. Her long honey blonde hair hung down over her breasts and covered her pussy. It was so long at the back it covered her ass. She was covered up. Indeed what the men had told me was true.

?Okay. I see your point. But what am I to do with these?? I said as I looked at the scissors. ?You can?t ask me to cut off her hair.?

?Either you do it or we will tie her down and give her to our wives. They are just as mad as we are, especially Mrs. Redman. She caught Miss Fox whistling at me as I was jogging alone the pathway yesterday. She was ready to blow a gasket,? Mr. Redman said. ?She was the one who actually got the compound organized last night and raised the issue. And if my wife is mad, I am guaranteed I will NOT get an satisfaction in bed.? The other five men who were standing in front of me all nodded their heads in agreement.

?Take care of it Charlie. If we do not see Miss Fox in her glory by noon, we will be packing up, all of us and we tear up our contracts. We have already called RICHARD?S HIDEAWAY and they will honor the contracts we have with you and they will take us in as early as tomorrow,? Mr. Carter said.

The six men turned and walked back to their cabins. ?I can?t have this. If they walk I stand to lose a lot of money,? I said as I picked up my newspaper and went back inside my office. I went to the filing cabinet and pulled Miss Fox?s contract. I read it over and noted her signature. I also noted that she had initialed all areas she was required to, including the clause about not hiding behind any sort of covering. I looked at the scissors. ?They want me to cut off her hair,? I said to myself. I looked outside my window again and she was walking down the path back to her cabin. She was covered up by her long blonde hair. I could not see her breasts or her pussy or her ass. That was clearly against the rules.

I got up from my desk, pulled the file for section 2B and counted how many people were registered in that area. The count was 35. So by assumption, I guessed that the 34 votes were everyone in that section without Miss Fox in attendance. I picked up the scissors and opened the door to the office. I started walking down the path.

The walk to Miss Fox?s cabin was through the busiest section of the compound. The six men who were at my cabin an hour earlier all stayed in that section. There were 8 cabins for couples with two beds in each room so a foursome of friends could live in one of these cabins. The other 6 cabins in the section were single cabins, one bedroom only and they were rented out just to those who wanted to come up for a long weekend. The 8 double room cabins were for seasonal clients, those who planned to stay for the entire summer months.

I rounded the corner and came into view of section 2B. The guests were all out in front of their cabins, talking about things in a hush hush tone. I swallowed hard and came down the path. Mr. Carter stepped into line behind me and stood to the right as did a number of other guests and residents. I cleared my throat, put my hands behind my back and gripped the scissors like I was trying to strangle them. I looked in the direction of Miss Fox?s cabin and saw her sitting at a table reading. Her hair was in her face somewhat.

She looked up and saw me. She stood up and I noticed as she waved at me that her hair was covering her breasts. She came to the door and opened it. ?Mr. Mason, nice to see you. I was going to come up and see you later. I would like to extend my lease and become a regular member of the resort,? she saidas she smiled. ?Is this a social call??

I held my hand out and pointed to all the people who were aroundme. ?I guess not. Is there a problem with my application? Maybe my music is too loud in the evening? I am very sorry. I do love my music. Listen we should organized a barbequesoon for the section. I am surewe can become good friends.I will make sure that I turn the volume down,? she said. said.

?I am sorry to be the bearer of badnews. We?ve had a number ofcomplaints about you, Miss Fox andas the owner and manager, I have toinvestigate them and resolve the problem,? I said.

?Problems? Complaints? What sortof complaints?? she said.

?Miss Fox, your fellow campers and many of them are regulars who holdlong term leases, claim that you arenot a true nudist that you are notliving within the rules of the compound and unfortunately I see it right now. Look at all of us around you. We are all naked in the complete essence of the word. No one is hiding under anything. But you are. You long hair is hiding your breasts, your pussy and you ass. You might as well be parading around fully clothed. I looked at your contract and you initialed every clause including the one that said what being a nudist means to your fellow campers. Miss Fox, I have been told to address this complain before 12:00 or I will lose 25 regular customers and they will all be looking for refunds. Miss Fox, what do you think I should do about it?

?Mr. Mason what do you have behind your back?? she asked. With that four of the men who had come to my office earlier in the morning stepped forward and I removed my hand from behind my back. I held the scissors at my side.

?Miss Fox, they instructed me to take care of it or they are going to give you to Mrs. Redman. She is very angry with you because you whistled at her husband yesterday when he was jogging down the path and you made some comments about his ass,? I said.

Mrs. Redman now stepped forward. ?Cut it off! We want to see what she is hiding under that mass of hair. If she is a true nudist she would not be ashamed to show her body to all of us,? she demanded.

?I am sorry. Miss Fox. I have to ask you to submit to a haircut here in front of your fellow campers. I will try and be gentle but if you do not comply, I will give you to them and they have told me they will tie you up and enjoy taking it all off. Will you please follow me?? I said as I pointed to an old tree stump.

She sobbed a bit as two of the men led her to the tree stump. Mrs. Redman brought out a towel and spread it over the stump. Miss Fox sniffled as she sat down. I walked behind her and placed my hand on her shoulder. I opened the blades of the scissors and cut her hair right up to the top of her ears. Her long blonde hair dropped over her shoulder and landed in her lap. Her fellow campers could now see one beautiful breast. I walked to the opposite side and cut into the hair again. More hair dropped over her shoulders and dropped to the ground. It was so long and so beautiful.

Mrs. Redman stepped forward and tried to scoop up some of the locks but I halted her in her tracks. ?Don?t even consider it. You forced this. I don?t think you should have right to benefit from what is happening here,? I said. ?Step back or you will be done next.?

She did step back. I placed my hand on the back of Miss Fox?s crown and I gathered all her locks together in the back, twisting it and pulling it tight. I wrapped the hair around my fist and then cut into the long locks that hung down her back. I really had to squeeze the blades together before they finally separated. I had cut through. In my hand was a massive plait of honey blonde hair. I unwrapped it from around my fist and hand and I held it up for her to see. I gave it to you as she sniffled. I cleaned up her neckline a bit, eventually leaving her with a short pixie cut. I was very pleased with my work. ?Well, Miss Fox I can see that you are a true nudist. And I am happy to say that really you had nothing to hide and I don?t know why you were doing it,? I turned to the six men who had come to my office. ?I am done here. Now you got your wish. Leave he alone and don?t bother me about her anymore,? I said.

I turned and walked back to my office. I stopped in my tracks. I looked back and Miss Fox. ?Maybe you might want to put your jeans on and a t-shirt and walk across the street. About two blocks down is a salon. They can clean you up a lot better then I can. And if you want to stop by my office on your return, we can talk about your application.?

?Mr. Mason, wait,? she said. I noticed that she was looking at the plait of hair that I had handed to her after cutting off the back. She stepped forward. ?I think you should keep this.? With that she handed the long plait of honey blonde hair to me and she walked back to her cabin, closed the door behind her.

Author: hairman001Copyright protected ? 2003Copyright legal and registered to author. Not to be reproduced or copied to any other site or for personal use.

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