The choice by ALEXANDER

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It's said that in this life everything has a price. Must give to recive.
In a small mountain town, lived Henry, a mature man, with a short fade haircut, and his teenager son, Tom. Our young managed to raise money from small jobs, for his desired motorcycle, but they were only half of the total price. In one day, he asked his father if can help him.
- Yes my dear son, but with one condition, to shave your head.
- What you said ? I don't think so. It’s stupid, said Tom.
- I know that, but if you want so much this motor, you must give up to the hair.
- Now way. I love my hair, my hairstyle, short sweep back comb. It's my pride.
- I agree, responding with a thickly male voice, the father. And for that, I propose that. I will not force you, the decision is yours.
- I don't care if you force me or not, but I will not have my head shave. And by the way, who shave me ?
- Me. I offer, and so, it will be a pleasure, said Henry
- You ? I think you are joking.
- Son, nothing is free in this world. I know that you have good grades and worked to raise money, but, if you want to give you the other half money, this is my condition.
Tom, becoming nervous, increasingly stirred, so the hearth begins to beat down. Put his hands to his head, touching his lovely brown hair.
-Ok, I accept, I worked too hard, now to give up my dream, said Tom, in a trembling voice
-A smart choice. Ok, just a moment, I will return quick with electric clipper, please, remove your clothes, said Henry.
Only in panties, waiting on the chair, Tom was thinking what others say about his bold head.
- Ok son, zero buzz all over your head, and, than, shave with foam and electric razor, I don’t want to hurt you with a razor balde. ,, Just relax I’ll end this quick’’ said Henry. Picked up the clipper and removing the comb attached, turned on, and with a firm hand, clipping down the center of the boy head. It was for Tom,a weird feeling, and he preferred to turn off the eyes.
His father didn’t inhibit him, on the contrary, Tom was starting to feel confident, and his big daddy was passing to his son , force, masculinity, trust
While Henry press the clipper down to the skin, his son long front hair falls on the boy hands, shoulders chest, and on his black underwear. The sides and the back were clipped fast, because of the short hair.
-Son, I’m done with clipper. Open the eyes, have trusted, you look greate, claimed the father
-No, exclaimed Tom. I’m a little afraid.
-I encourage you , to feel like a man, strong, proud of what you are, and what becoming, a bald man, a force of nature.
Very quickly, Henry applied foam all over Tom head. At this moment, our teenager, feeling the cool foam and shis strong smell, believed that it is the end, but, opening his eyes, saw his father look, and than the fear has been wasted. Pressing the electric razor on the naked scalp of his son, let him a very smooth head.
-Ready Tom, now you are like a cue ball. Shaved and clean. I like that. How you feel, my dear son?
- Dad, I must say, I was afraid , trembled of emotion, but you give me power, manliness. And yes, I feel weird.
-I am very proud of you. You are a growing man, a great man. And of course, you’ll have the motorcycle. You deserve it.
In a couple days, Tom coming home on his new moto, and it was a handsome young man, full of confident and smiley.

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