Hillary Spencer ran her fingers through her luxurious long blond locks. So soft and shiny. She was gorgeous. Hillary was twenty, and a student at Texas A&M. She was tall and thin, and very tanned. She was one of the prettiest girls on campus.
That Friday afternoon she planned on going downtown, since she didn't have any classes. She was meeting her boyfriend Mark for dinner, but wanted to go early to shop a bit. She pulled out of the dorm parking lot, and headed downtown. She drove around a few blocks, and finally found a parking space. She put some change in the meter, and locked her car door, then started walking to one of her favorite boutiques, which was a few blocks down from her car, but she had all afternoon, so time didn't matter. She carefully walked down the street, staring in at the items in the storefront windows. She had walked this block many times.
First came Burgdorfs, then Arlington Dresswear, then Tiffany's Jewelry store. She absolutely loved Tiffanys. Hillary glanced at her watch, and decided to browse through Tiffany's. She strolled through the store, and checked out anything new. She tried on a gorgeous silver necklace, that had a stunning blue and clear pendant hanging from it. It sparkled like nothing she had ever seen before. It was perfect. The way it brought out her nice neckline was incredible. Her whole face seemed to light up with it on. A sales clerk walked over, and asked if Hillary needed any help.
Hillary turned away from the mirror, and said, "how much is this?"
"Oh, that's five hundred dollars. We just got it in yesterday." the clerk said.
Hillary glanced at it wistfully, and put it down. "I'll think about it." she said, then walked out. She walked down past a few more stores, thinking about how great she looked in that necklace. As she continued walking, a new store caught her eye.
A big pink sign hung from the awning, said, "Hair Flair-Now Open-Taking New Clients_Walk-ins Welcome For a Short Time Only." Hillary peered in the clear glass window. She saw a few ladys getting their hair done, but it wasn't full. She stared at her reflection, and ran her fingers through her hair. Just then a stylist walked to the window, and mouthed, come on in, while she motioned for Hillary to go inside. Hillary smiled and shook her head. The stylist wouldn't take no for an answer though, and finally walked to the door, and said, "Hey, come on in for a sec." Hillary reluctantly followed her.
"Here, let me take your jacket." the stylist said.
"Oh, no thanks, I'm not staying." Hillary said.
"Why did you come in then?" she said.
"Because you asked me to." Hillary replied.
"Well, since you are already in here, are you sure I can't do anything for you? A new haircut perhaps?" She asked.
Hillary all of a sudden thought for a moment, and said, "Well, I guess I could use a trim."
"I could do that," The stylist said, as she took Hillary's coat, and hung it up, then said, "Follow me," she said, leading Hillary to her station. Hillary walked over, and took a seat in the chair. The stylist said to her, "Well, my name's Janet, what can I do for you today?"
"Oh, like I said, just a trim please, by the way, my name is Hillary."
"Ok, a trim it it." Janet said, as she started to brush Hillary's long blond hair out. "My you have thick hair. It must get so annoying in this heat." Janet said.
"Well, a little." Hillary said.
"Have you ever thought about getting a shorter haircut?" Janet asked.
"Oh no, I love my hair long. Besides, I don't know what my boyfriend would say if I ever cut it. He loves to play with my hair." Hillary said.
"That's too bad, because you would look great with a shorter haircut." Janet said. "Are you sure you don't want to try it? It's Texas, and a shorter haircut would feel so much better in all this heat than having such thick long hair on your neck."
Hillary thought about it for a moment, then said, "I suppose you're right, but it's really never bothered me much before."
"Even so, you might find that you really like your hair short, but you'll never know if you don't try it." Janet said.
"What if I don't?" Hillary said.
"Then you can grow it back out." Janet said. "Why don't you try a new shorter haircut today. Lots of people are cutting there hair shorter now a days, because it's just so much more comfortable, and easy to maintain. I bet a college student like you wastes lots of time in front of the mirror doing their hair in the morning, don't you?" Janet asked.
Hillary laughed, "Yeah, you've got that right." As she said it, Hillary thought about it. She did spend a lot of time doing her hair every day, and it was getting to be a pain. Maybe something shorter would be nice. It would sure save her a lot of time. She could just have Janet cut it to just below her shoulders or something. That would be perfect. She could just put some layers in and that would look cute. Mark probably wouldn't mind that too much. She said, "Well, maybe something just a little shorter, like just below my shoulders with some layers or something."
"Oh Hillary, you should go a bit shorter, don't you think?" Janet said.
"How short were you thinking?" Hillary asked.
"Just leave it to me. I've got the perfect style in mind. Trust me, It'll look great on you." Janet said.
"Well, I really don't want it too short." Hillary said. "Oh, but you'd look fabulous, really." Hillary thought to herself. Then said, "How short?" She said.
Janet shook her head. "Hillary, you have to fully trust me. I know what's best. Just trust me." Janet said.
Hillary finally gave in, and nodded, "Ok, not too short thought."
"Great, just relax you'll look super." Janet said. Then Janet put a cape around Hillary's neck, and said, "Close your eyes, and let me turn you into a real beauty." Janet said.
Hillary felt the chair turn, and then felt Janet's hands massage her scalp. Then she tilted the chair back, and rested Hillary's head on a headrest. Gosh that felt nice, Hilary thought as Janet kept rubbing. Soon, Hillary was close to sleeping. Janet kept massaging with one hand, and used the other to grab a rubber band. Carefully, Janet stopped massaging, and pulled Hillary's thick blond hair into a ponytail. She picked up a pair of scissors, and slowly sawed off Hillary's ponytail. Hillary did not notice, and kept sleeping. Janet slowly tilted the chair back upright, and took off the headrest. She held Hillary's head in her palm and lifted it up. Janet picked up her clippers off the counter, and put the half inch guard on them. She turned them on, and the humming woke Hillary up. Hillary saw the clippers in the mirror, and screamed. Janet quickly turned them off, and layed them on the counter.
"What are you going to do with those?" Hillary yelled.
"Calm down Hillary, I was just going to run them up your neck a little, don't worry, I'm not going to shave your head." Janet said, putting a hand on Hillary's shoulder, and turned the chair towards the mirror.
Hillary saw her hair, now a jagged bob, and screamed, "What the hell did you do?" Reaching up, and touching her shorn locks, she started sobbing. "I I should have never let you do this." She cried.
"Oh, Hillary, don't worry, you'll look great, just relax, and let me finish, I promise, I won't make you look bad." Janet said, trying to comfort Hillary. Hillary sobbed as she reclined back into the chair. "Good. thanks for cooperating dear, you won't regret this." Janet said, picking up her clippers. Janet said in a gentle tone, "Just tilt your head down for a minute." Hillary bent her head down, as told, and shut her eyes. why had she even come in here? She felt like that was the biggest mistake she'd ever made. How in the world was she going to explain this to Mark? He'd always adored her long hair, and now it was all sitting on the tile floor of a hair salon. Interrupting her thought, she heard a loud buzzing coming closer to her head. Oh no, the clippers. Hillary froze.
Janet said, "Keep your head down, and sit very still, this won't take long." As she placed the clippers at Hillary's nape. Hillary didn't know what to think as she felt the vibrating sensations of the clippers shearing her hair off, as Janet ran them up her neck. Janet carefully shaved a path up Hillary's nape. It was only about an inch high. Then she shaved another path next to it, then another. soon, Hillary's whole nape was shaved. Not sensing any resistance from Hillary, Janet decided to shave higher. She quickly shaved an extra two inches higher in the middle, then started shaving the rest of Hillary's nape to that height. Hillary felt the clippers shaving up so high, and started to get nervous. Janet said she was just going to shave a little, and she felt the clippers way high up. She was about to say something, but as she sat there, she began to get all warm and tingly inside. Having her neck shaved was an odd sensation she'd been missing out on. This felt great! She thought to herself. She kept her eyes shut, and smiled, as she let Janet finish shaving the back of her neck. Janet saw her smiling, and thought for a moment, about what she might be able to get away with here. A nice short bob? A bowl cut perhaps? She might even be able to go shorter. Janet was getting excited. She could hardly contain her enthusiasm. Janet thought to herself, and decided that since Hillary's head was still down, maybe she could keep shaving higher, and give her a pixie or something. Yeah, she could probably do that, Hillary seemed to like getting shaved, and wasn't paying too much attention, so why not? Janet said to herself, as she placed the clippers where she had left off on the back of Hillary's nape. She slowly shaved higher. Up and up she went, until she reached the crown. Hillary seemed to be off in her own little world, and did not notice how high Janet was shaving, so Janet continued her work, and shaved another path.
Before long, the whole back of Hillary's head was covered in half inch hairs. Janet gently lifted Hillary's head up, and placed the clippers on her left cheek. Hillary felt her head position change, and suddenly opened her eyes. She saw Janet start to shave a path up her left sideburn. Her hands flew out from under the cape, and raced to the back of her head. She screamed as she rubbed the back of her head, feeling how much had been cut off, and realizing how short it really was.
Startled by this, Janet turned the clippers off, and asked what was wrong. Hillary screamed, "You said you, I mean, I didn't think you were going to, I mean, God, you are shaving my head!" Then came the tears. Hilary started balling. Janet put the clippers on the counter, but then decided that Hillary wasn't going to get up, so she might as well continue. She popped them back to life, and shaved another swath of hair on Hillary's left side of her head. A few passes later, Janet turned the chair sideways, and started shaving the right side of Hillary's head. With the flick of her wrist, there went Hillary's sideburn, followed by a steady stream of her thick blond hair. Janet glanced at the growing mound of hair on the floor. She felt herself laughing inside, but didn't have the heart to laugh out loud. She was really getting away with this, oh how fun it was. A few minutes later, the right side of Hillary's head matched the left and back, and Janet turned the clippers off.
Then she picked up her scissors, and started snipping the hair on top. She combed and snipped, combed and snipped. She worked quickly, as she didn't want Hillary to stop her at all. She finally put her scissors down, and picked her clippers back up. Janet took the 1/2 inch guide off, and flicked them to life. She pushed Hillary's head into her chest, and started to clean up Hillary's nape area. Janet used a comb to guide the clippers as she tapered Hillary's nape to nothing at the bottom. Then she quickly shaved and tapered Hillary's sideburns, as she had in the back. She ran her fingers over the newly shaved hair, then turned the clippers off and put them down. She took up her comb, and scissors once more, and trimmed the top down a tad bit, then ran some pomenade gel through the top, and combed spikes into it.
Hillary stared at herself in the mirror. God, that couldn't be her in there. Janet saw her and smiled, asking, "What do you think sweetie?"
"Oh, gosh, it's so short." Hillary stuttered, reaching up to pet her soft pelt of hair.
"Yes, but I knew it would look great on you, don't you think?" Janet said.
"I suppose so," Hillary said. "So you're ok with it then?" Janet said, reaching for her clippers, and switching to a quarter inch guide."
"Whoa, what are you doing with those, I thought you were done." Hillary said. "Oh, well since you didn't seem to have too much of a problem with it so far, I'd go a bit shorter in the back, but don't worry, it'll only take a few minutes." Janet said, flicking the clippers to life.
Hillary sat back into the chair, and felt Janet's firm grip on her head, pushing it into her chest. Then Hillary felt the clippers buzzing up the back of her head. Just how short was she going, Hillary wondered. But she was so intrigued by the clippers at the moment, she didn't care. Oh how great it felt to have those erotic vibrations shearing off years of hair growth she so treasured. She felt almost numb as Janet kept shaving off more and more, moving from one side of her head to the other, then finally turning the clippers off.
Hillary almost felt disappointed to hear them stop, for it was such a nice feeling to have them shaving her neck and head. She looked at herself in the mirror. Gosh, what a difference. The top looked much too long, and looked quite silly actually.
Janet spoke up and said, "I'd better shorten the top a bit," as she took her scissors and comb and started cutting the top down shorter. Comb snip comb snip. Janet evened the top all down, then ran some more pomenade gel through it, and reached into a drawer for something. Janet saw Hillary looking and said, "Oh, I'm just gonna use these little edging clippers to shave along your hairline, to clean it up a bit. Keep your head down for a minute, we're almost done."
With that, Hillary felt the smaller clippers and a comb on her nape. Janet shaved up about an inch before using the comb to guide the clippers up higher. She's not even complaining, Janet thought to herself. This had to have been her easiest customer yet, and by far the most fun to cut. She was letting her get away with one of the shortest pixies she'd ever given. Janet couldn't help smiling as she finished shaving Hillary's neck, then shaved down the sides more. How fun this all had been.
Janet hoped Hillary would come back and keep getting her hair cut like this. She might be able to convince her to go shorter, Janet thought as she finished cleaning up. Janet studied her work. She had only shaved about 3'4 of an inch on the back and 1/2 on the sideburns to the skin with the edging clippers. Hillary probably wouldn't mind if she shaved an extra inch or so higher, Janet decided, as she placed the little edging clippers back on Hillary's nape, and began shaving the path higher.
At this point, Hillary knew that her hair was going to be super short, so she just forgot about it and enjoyed having her neck shaved. Janet shaved the back in nice and tight, leaving behind almost bare skin for about two inches before she tapered it up. She shaved Hillary's sideburns clean off, and started the taper about an inch and a half up. She was really enjoying getting to shave off so much, and Hillary was enjoying it too, which was even better.
Before Hillary knew it, Janet turned the clippers off, and was brushing the little hairs off her neck and head. Hillary grinned as she saw the new her in the mirror. Janet ran her hands through the freshly shaved pelt, and said, "isn't this fantastic dear, I just knew you'd look great with super short hair, it really brings out your big blue eyes and pretty face."
Then Janet unsnapped the cape, and shook off the hair, then started to sweep up the huge pile of Hillary's hair on the floor. Hillary just sat there staring at herself, not believing what she saw. The girl staring back at her was absolutely gorgeous, stunning, beautiful, to say the least. She reached up and felt her hair. Chills ran down her spine as she rubbed her newly shaven hair on her nape. It was so soft and velvety. To think, she didn't even want this haircut. She told herself to never let a guy tell her to keep her hair long again. They got to have their hair shaved, and experience the joy, why shouldn't she have the same opportunity? Finally, she stood up.
"I hope you like it Hillary," Janet said, as she finished sweeping.
"Oh I do, it's perfect, thank you so much." Hillary said.
"Oh thank you Janet said. I really enjoyed giving it to you. I just love it when customers let me go wild, and be creative."
"So, do you think you'll keep your hair like that?" Janet asked.
"Oh yes, most definitely." Hillary said.
"Great. When can I book you for next week? You'll need to get this cut fairly often, as it requires a lot more upkeep, but don't worry, I won't charge you, this is on me." Janet smiled.
"Ok, I'll call you tonight, but I have to run, my boyfriend's waiting for me at the restaurant, so I need to go, thanks so much." Hillary said, as she waved then dashed out the door. AS she walked to the restaurant, she felt the wonderful breeze rushing through her hair. It was incredible. What a wonderful haircut!
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