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Brett by Domko


Brett.
My name is Brett and I was born in 1962. As I remember it, I always had longer hair. My father went to an old-fashioned barber shop and he wanted me to go haircut with him. My mother again wanted me to have longer hair and I started with her at a women's hairdresser. Later I went to a modern barber shop, where I always got a little haircut.
But since 1975, I have started to like boys who had short hairstyles. There were only two boys in our class who attended an old-fashioned barber shop. The first was called Jared, who went to the barber every 4 months. The second was Odin. He went regularly trimmed. When he arrived at school, his haircut began to take off my crotch pants from the excitement, and I looked at his freshly trimmed head in amazement.
At home in front of the mirror, I imagined what it would be like if I had such a haircut as well, and I wanted to be there as the barber cuts Odin. I recorded each of his haircuts and found that he went to the barber every 3 to 4 weeks.
Almost 3 weeks have passed since the last Odin haircut. Always after school, I went to him with a new problem that I did not understand something at school and I asked him if he could explain it to me. But he once told me to come to him later, because he had to get a haircut on the way home from school. That was my chance, so I told him I had to get a haircut today. I suggested we go together. Odin smiled at that and said he didn't go to a modern barber shop like me, but to the old-fashioned Clements barber shop. I replied: Well, my father told me this morning that I should not come home with long hair. He didn't tell me which barber to go to, so I can go with you.
Odin didn't believe that I was going to have a haircut with him at the old-fashioned Clements barber shop. As we entered the barber shop, I was struck by the heavy sweet scent I always felt on my father when he came home trimmed. The barber was wearing a white cloak and was cutting an older gentleman. There were 3 other gentlemen on the waiting chairs. I looked at the barber shop and started to worry about the hairstyle I would get. As Odin sat down on the barber's chair, I watched in amazement as the barber began to cut his head. About 3/8 long hair fell on his sail. I was excited and my pants were lifting.
Suddenly another please sound and I realized that it was my turn now. I walked slowly and uncertainly to a chair to replace Odin. Mr. Clements wrapped me in a tarp and slipped it behind my shirt collar. He combed my hair and asked me how my parents had told me to get a haircut. I was silent for a while. I realized that tomorrow at school, boys would laugh at me as they always do when Odin gets a haircut. Then the barber said, like Odin? My neck tightened and I couldn't say a word. That's why I just nodded in agreement. my barber shaved my head to one side and put on electric scissors, I felt their cold metal my card was afraid. The barber gripped my head tighter and cut off the first hair about 5 inches long, which fell on the sail. The barber turned my head and I saw my black hair fall to the sail and to the ground. The barber cut my hair on the top of my head and combed it to my right. I had mixed feelings, I was afraid of my classmates' taunts, but I also couldn't wait for my new look.
I smelled sweet when my barber was carrying liquid, he combed my hair about 2 inches long on the top of my head. Above my ears I had 1 and 1/2 inch of skin shaved arches. After being released from the sail, I walked along the back of my head from the neck to the top. Much of it was completely smooth until I felt the stubble. Exactly both Odin and I had a 4-inch smooth white skin over the collar of my shirt, which contrasted with the remaining black hair.
When I returned home, my mother was surprised by my new hairstyle but reconciled with him and said in the evening that I look good even with short hair. My father was excited about my new hairstyle but started asking where and who I was at the barber shop. I told him I wanted Odin to explain a subject I didn't understand at school. But he had to go to the barber on the way home from school. I went with him and I wanted to have little hair done as I was used to. But Odin went to the old-fashioned Clements barber shop. The barber eventually cut me like Odin. My father told me to ask Odin if I could go to Clements' barber shop with him. I was frightened by my father's proposal, so I quickly objected that he was cut every 3-4 weeks. Eventually, my father promised to raise my pocket every time I came from the barber.
In the morning at school, I shocked all my classmates with my new hairstyle and, as I expected, I got a shower of taunts. On the way home from school, Odin asked me what my parents said about my new short haircut? I said my mother liked the haircut, but my father told me to go to Clements' barber shop with you. Odin didn't believe I should go to the old-fashioned barber shop with him



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