Would you please be my Blonde Barberette, and shave my head?
I want to smell the smoke as you blow it in my face.
I want to hear the scissors crunch as they sever the long locks of hair, before it slides down the cape to the floor.
I want to hear the clippers click to life, and buzz as they near forehead.
I want to feel their vibrating blades as you buzz me down to soft fuzz.
I want to feel the thick, warm foam of the shaving cream as you lather me up.
I want to feel the tug of the razor, as the stubble is shaved smooth.
I want to feel your long blonde hair envelope my head as you lean down to kiss my bald skin.
I want to feel your soft lips as you leave a lipstick print on my smooth shaven head.
I want to taste the smoke on your breath as you passionately kiss me again.