My First Haircut #22

Two different surges of feeling shot up the spines of the two girls. Barbie felt a sudden surge if ecstasy. Her face felt hot with desire as she looked at Rosa's hair between the blades of the sharp shears. Her body quivered in excitement as she knew cutting such a length of hair was imminent. In her excitement, she moved the scissors even higher at the jaw bone.

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Rosa's First Haircut.

Sitting on her Aunt's porch swing on a warm summer evening, petite Barbie has bad news for her taller college roommate, Rosa. A certain fact was hidden by Barbie of their visit during summer break from college.

"Oh, what a nice night." said Rosa.

"Yes, it is. I really like visiting out here in spite of what I have to do every year." replied Barbie.

"What do you have to do?" asked Rosa, innocently.

"You'll soon see. Let me see your purse." said Barbie as Rosa willingly surrendered her purse to Barbie, who opened it and found the item she needed.

"GREAT!! You have some because  I forgot mine!" exclaimed Barbie as Rosa's shears were taken from her purse.

"Scissors? What do you need those for?" asked Rosa.

"This." sighed Barbie as she raised the scissors to her shoulder length hair.

"What are you doing!!" worried Rosa.

"Cutting my hair. Haven't you wondered why I always come back to the dorm with my hair cut short?" asked Barbie.

"Well..." started Rosa as she watched in shock while Barbie hacked off half of her hair.

"I can't believe you did that!" exclaimed Rosa in disbelief.

"My Aunt hates long hair. In order to visit for the summer, I have to cut it off before I see her. It's a small price to pay for staying out here in paradise all summer!" smiled Barbie.

"I can't believe this!" stared Rosa.

"You better start believing because you're next!" smiled Barbie.

"Next for what?" worried Rosa.

"You have to cut your hair, too. Like I said, My Aunt hates long hair." said Barbie with a very serious look.

"I don't want my hair cut." worried Rosa.

"Sorry. I'll cut it for you." said Barbie.

"Wait a minute. Why do I have to cut my hair?" cried Rosa.

"Rosa, it will be worth it! Think of the two months sipping wine by the pool, the shopping trips, the..." started Barbie.

"Never mind! I'm not cutting my hair. Give me back my purse and those scissors!" demanded Rosa.

"Sorry. Too late to go back now. You can't leave! Just give in and let me cut your hair. I do it every year." pleaded Barbie.

"Why didn't you tell me this?" demanded Rosa.

"I didn't think you would come." said Barbie as she looked away.

Both girls sat in silence. Barbie looked at Rosa's pretty reddish brown hair and at the scissors. In her mind, she was about to do something she wanted to do for three years of sharing a room with Rosa. A sound was heard from inside the house.

"BARBARA! Have you gotten rid of that hair?" shouted the voice inside.

"Yes, Auntie. I'm about to cut my friend's hair." shouted Barbie in reply.

"Well hurry it up!" sounded the voice.

"Rosa, I have to cut your hair." sighed Barbie.

"I guess I have no choice." sighed Rosa in finality.

"No, you don't. Believe me, if I don't cut it, she'll cut it in your sleep and you will have a crew cut. Now sit still." said Barbie as she raised the scissors to Rosa's doomed hair at the shoulder with one hand and put the other holding Rosa's pink purse on her friend's thigh.

Two different surges of feeling shot up the spines of the two girls. Barbie felt a sudden surge if ecstasy. Her face felt hot with desire as she looked at Rosa's hair between the blades of the sharp shears. Her body quivered in excitement as she knew cutting such a length of hair was imminent. In her excitement, she moved the scissors even higher at the jaw bone.

Meanwhile, Rosa felt pangs of despair. Never before had her hair been short. Felling the cold blade of her own scissors rest against her jaw, her body quivered in fear. Tears came to her eyes. She felt like fainting.

CH-CH-CH-IP.

Rosa looked down to her lap to see her hair fall from her lap to the wooden porch.

"Turn around." demanded Barbie.

Rosa was devastated. She put up no resistance to Barbie as she finished cutting her hair into a crooked bob. Finally, Barbie turned the scissors to the other half of her own hair.

"We're ready!" shouted Barbie as an older lady walked from the house through a screened door.

The girls stood. Barbie put Rosa's purse over her own shoulder.

"Girls! It's so nice to see you back again, Barbara. Let's have those and we'll start our summer. I'll show you two to your room!" smiled the lady as Barbie surrendered both purses.

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Next: College Co-ed's punishment.