#37: No Choice!!!

Next: #38 Trapped!

On a hot summer afternoon, Gina, in the green outfit, planned with the other bridesmaids a bridal shower for their friend soon to be married. Once the planning finished, all the young women stood. Two stood by Gina, the only one who was still single, who just let out her calf length hair from the concealing bun.

"Gina, have you ever cut your hair?" asked dark skinned Mona.

"Never have except for maybe a slight trim." answered Gina.

"Will you EVER cut your hair?" asked Patti in pink.

"I don't know. I rather like it long. I'm not into change. Wendy, would you hand me my purse?" asked Gina.

Wendy picked up Gina's purse as well as shears used for making decorations earlier. She smiled as she joined the others.

"What do you think, girls? Let's have a little hair party!" chided Wendy as she worked the shears behind Gina.

"I think not." replied Gina, firmly as she reached for her purse.

"Yeah, right here, Wendy." laughed Mona as she pointed to a spot on Gina's hair above the ear and wrapped her arm around Gina's.

"I bet some wig maker would pay a pretty penny for all this!" said Patti as she took some of Gina's hair to examine.

"Guys, leave me alone." worried Gina as Wendy seemed to refuse to surrender Gina back her purse.

Wendy was into this. She really wanted to take a serious stab at cutting Gina's hair, so she pried more.

"Gina, don't you think there is a reason why we're all either married or getting married and you don't even have a boyfriend?" asked Wendy, slyly, for which Gina didn't have an answer.

"I'm thinking a bob right here!" laughed Mona as she once again pointed at the spot above Gina's ear.

EVERYONE!!!" Let's vote on this. Raise your hands if you think Gina should cut her hair!!" exclaimed Wendy as everyone save for Gina rose their hands.

The three led Gina to a folding chair. Everyone gathered around her.

"Wendy, I don't want to cut my hair!" pleaded Gina.

"Gina, Wendy is a stylist. She knows what she's doing! Come on, let's cut it!" said one of the others.

Gina looked to the basement floor and sat on the folding chair without uttering a sound. Resistance was futile. She crossed her bare legs and folded her hands on her lap. She closed her eyes.

Wendy was ecstatic! She gathered Gina's hair from behind and braided the four plus feet of brown hair. She severed the braid at the base of Gina's neck, all without Gina making a sound. She finished the job by giving Gina a bob cut that fell halfway on her ears on the side and very short at the back. She handed the braid to Mona.

"This will make a great donation!" smiled Mona.

"And now Gina looks normal without all that hair for the wedding!" added Wendy.

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