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“What’s that?” Laura asks.
“A piercing on his penis,” Daisy says with a blush.
“Why on earth would you do that?” Annie asks me as if it’s a foregone conclusion that I have one.
“It must’ve hurt like a bitch,” Jasmine says.
I don’t confirm or deny. My dick and its accessories are between me and Evanee.
“Watch the language, Jas,” Annie tuts, but she’s ignored by all the women in the room.
“I like the entire effect,” Daisy announces. Her eyes are raking over me in a way that makes me preen. “The tats, the piercings, the bike.” She shivers.
“Sit,” Annie commands, shoving me back into the chair.
“I have a tattoo on my ass,” Mrs Jennings says. “It’s a pirate with a parrot. He’s naked with a penis hanging down to his knees.”
“Why on earth would you choose something like that?” Laura asks, half horrified and half in awe.
“Because, when my ungrateful kids put me in the nursing home and I’m getting’ my ass wiped, I want to shock the shit out of the young girls who think old people never had a life.”
I laugh. “There a Mr. Jennings? My dad could use a woman like you in his life.”
“He look like you, honey?”
“Better,” I reply.
The clippers spring to life again and Annie goes to town, shovin’ my silver chain out of the way.
“Yeah, like that,” Jasmine says as I watch the side of my head get shorn almost down to the skin. Annie does the other side, then turns off the clippers and crops the hair on the top.
I turn my head both ways as I examine myself in the mirror. Can’t say it looks half-bad.
Neither can the women. “Beautiful,” Laura breathes.
Next goes the rest of my beard. Annie leaves a dark shadow of a moustache and sideburns and a stripe of exposed skin from my pseudo-mohawk past the front of my ear, under my chin and around the other side. She turns off the clippers, then lifts my chin up with her fingers. “See how it complements the tattoos?”
I do see. “I like it,” I tell her because it’s the truth.
“It’s sexy as hell,” Elsa says as her eyes stroke over me.
Annie brushes the hairs off on the back of my neck and shoulders. “Whoever the lucky girl is, she’s gonna love you, honey,” she says proudly.
“Stand up and show us,” Laura says. She moves next to Mrs. Jennings as I oblige.
“I know what I’m gonna be thinking about tonight,” says Babs with a quirk of her lips.
“Mmmhmm,” Jasmin agrees.
I glance in the mirror and feel my cockiness return. “Glad I could help you ladies out.”
Annie hands me my T-shirt and I tease them by slipping it on slowly. She holds my cut as I shrug into it.
My girls sigh.
“I’ve had the best day of my life,” Daisy says.
“You’re going to need maintenance,” Babs tells me. “Every six to eight weeks you come back for a trim.”
