Hairstyle by my neighbour by jack

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Im from Poland. I already had really long hair. I had to tie them in a ponytail. At the top I was about 30 cm, on the sides and at the back about 1.5 cm. I was home alone. I was dressed in tight black pants with a basic belt and an elegant polo shirt, because I had previously attended a small party. I was lying on the bed when I received a text message from my mother saying: "At 6 p.m. Mrs. Beatrice will give you a haircut. Knock and cut your hair. We talked about everything."
I got excited and excited. It's a bit strange, but I wasn't really surprised because I had been saying for a long time that I had to cut my hair. I looked at my watch. It was 10 to six. I got ready, fixed my ponytail and knocked. Michael opened the door for me.
- Hello, are you going for a haircut?
- Yes Yes
- I just saw that your mother is preparing a position for you. Come in.
I went into the bathroom and Mrs. Beatrice was walking back and forth bringing the necessary things. She prepared a high chair, a cape, a razor, scissors, a comb, water and a hair dryer.
- Sit down, Jack.
Well, after some very enthusiastic encouragement, I sat down in the chair.
-But your hair has grown long. That palm tree is nice. When it gets colder, you'll make one again. So, briefly what?
- I don't know, I'll leave it to the hairdresser's choice.
- Well, I like that. Take a bite and the fear is over.
Mrs. Beatrice loosened my hair, took a comb, lightly sprayed my mane and combed my hair and then tied it into a neat ponytail. She reached for the scissors, pulled my ponytail and cut it just below the elastic. A pile of fluff flew onto the cloak. She combed and dried my hair. She took an electric razor. She turned it on and set the cut to 15mm. She unceremoniously ran it over the top of my head. There was so much to see. The cat fuzz was already visible. When she shaved my entire head, she changed the shaving length to 0. She used a comb to separate the baby hairs, creating a parting, which she then carefully shaved. She then set the razor to 2mm. She trimmed my sides. After making all the corrections, I saw myself in the mirror. God, what a short haircut that was. I've never had one like that in my life.But very stylish. I tidied up what I could, got up, thanked her and Mrs. Beatrice told me to greet my mother. From now on, I started getting my haircut regularly at my neighbor's, and she came up with something different every time.

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