Hair Chick

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Part 3 of the 3 part series

Updated 03/16/2021
Created 02/15/2002
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Hey, it's Valentine's Day!
I can look at that hair stylist's ass
Walking down the hall dumpster bound
If I want to, after all
It is a perfect heart shape

If she worked for my boss
She wouldn't be wearing
Those tight, high waisted,
Thigh clinging, erection bringing,
Cobalt hued jeans

I asked her to trim my mane
Three years ago, chickened out
-Quite a fuss over a hair cut-

She must be miserable with that
Bubbly baby and husband
Muscled, beaming, smoking in bed
Next to her exhausted smiling body,
His brand: "AfterAll"
His slogan: "After Anything, AfterAll"

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