Kinkiness Is A Relative Thing After All
SayUncle is impressed by men getting their hair cut by scantily-clad, attractive young women. On my part, I only trust old guys with bad breath who talk a lot, sometimes with an accent, to cut my hair.
I do, however, prefer pretty young girls, who smell nice, to clean my teeth with their horrible, painful, sharp instruments that make strange sounds. It's the closest I'll ever get to those degenerate, San Francisco kind of SM Bondage things people talk about.
I do, however, prefer pretty young girls, who smell nice, to clean my teeth with their horrible, painful, sharp instruments that make strange sounds. It's the closest I'll ever get to those degenerate, San Francisco kind of SM Bondage things people talk about.
posted by nk at 9:23 AM
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The dental tech who cleans my teeth isn't particularly young -- though she's younger tan me! -- somewhere around forty, a real redhead, one blue eye and one hazel eye, killer smile, absolutely gorgeous and a body to die for. She makes going to the dentist worthwhile.
Yeah, around forty is young to me, too. On the "killer smile" and "body to die for", however, I think you two should agree on a "safe word". ^_^
My husband went to the dentist today. There must be some rule that dental technicians are relatively young, pretty and nice.
By the way, NK, re: Bratton -- If Tennie Pierce can get $1.43M for dog food, who knows what they may pay for being put on the Godfather's figurative hit list?
While I can only speculate about the "scantily-clad" part I can testify to the enhancement that having it done by an attractive young woman gives to a haircut. Some years ago I lived a few blocks from an oldish and struggling mall that had rented out space to a cosmetology school. It was a cheap and convenient place to get your hair cut. A student would cut your hair and a teacher would inspect the result, critique it, and then, if necessary, grab the clippers to do what could be done to mitigate any mistakes the student might have made. Since I don't have that much hair to start with the risks were small, the price was right and the cosmetology students were mostly young and attractive women.
I remember one occasion where I went in for a haircut at a time when I had let my beard get too full. The instructor encouraged my student to offer to trim it. None of the other students had ever even seen a beard being trimmed, much less done it themselves, and they were all curious and gathered round.
I don't suppose that, technically, my barber was sitting in my lap -- I am pretty sure she had at least one foot on the ground at all times -- but I must have looked like a photo-spread from a men's magazine, sitting in a barber's chair with one attractive young lady draped over me trimming my beard and a dozen more crowding in to see.
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