Disclaimer: Apologies for the length and pointless details, this is my first time writing up something like this. For the longest time I’ve had a preference for older women, and finally made progress talking to a lady in the most unlikely of places.
So, For the longest time I always cut my own hair. Being a guy and military son, I would just buzz my own hair and carefully trim in the mirror. Occasionally, a buddy of mine would help line me up. Thinking longer hair would look a little better, I decided to grow it out and start getting a professional haircut. Having no idea which barber to go to, I simply go to the nearest “Men’s/Sports” cuts around the corner. She washed my hair, massaged my scalp, put a hot rag on my face, all kinds of shit I wasn’t expecting. It actually made me feel really awkward. After the haircut was done, I paid and left. I can remember telling a friend how violated I felt having some woman massage and wash my hair like that. He laughed and made some lame feminine joke to me, as bro’s will do.