Dave East Braids Novels & Stories

St James were getting cornrows, but I think Dee said he had wanted a mohawk braid, but was fighting with his Mom about it. Jazz, using her incredible braiding skills, braided the sides of my hair looking like swirls and then going down to just past my neck before my natural curls took over. She also braided the center in a thick French braid down the center that also ended at the same spot as the others. I was done about a third into Krista’s hair and Mrs. St James sat where I was after Jazz washed her hair.

“I graduated in June.” “As in June of this year?” Brian’s voice cracked at the end. Trey grabbed Brian’s arm to gain his attention. “Dave’s little sister,” he whispered out of the corner of his mouth. “He trusts her with his trade secrets. No one else. Just her.” Rebekah lowered her eyes. “Yeah, he gave me thorough instructions on how to set up and run the entire show.” Eric wasn’t sure why she looked so depressed about that. Dave was a wizard at mixing a live show. The audio engineers of other bands would have paid big money to learn his methods, especially for his seamless mixing of a rhythm and lead guitar in a dueling solo.

I need to check A****n later. I bet daddy will be pissed off if I don't tell him that I'll buy hair accessories in A****n. Daddy always buy mom and Ameera's hair ties and clips on A****n. He's an expert on those shit.  I braid Sunshine's hair and place a star like clips all over. I can't wait for her hair to grow longer so I can try that complicated braid I saw on youtube. "Do you like it?" I place a handheld mirror behind her so she can see the style that I did on her hair.

Nia slid down from the chair and said to Josiah, who was washing the dishes, "Daddy, Mommy asked you to help me braid my hair." Josiah was a little dumbfounded for a while. "Braiding?" How could he possibly know how to braid? "Yes." Nia probably thought adults were born with the ability to braid, and she gestured naively. "Daddy, I want to tie braids that are very thin, and they get all tied together." Josiah started to search for it on the web. He finally found several hairstyles for Nia, and Nia happily chose one. He confessed to Nia awkwardly, "Nia, no one has ever taught Daddy to braid. What should I do?"

They stopped just above my knee, almost touching the hem of my dress. “Beautiful. Alright, Down? Up?” I bit my lip then smiled. “Can you do two french braids?” He smiled, nodded then walked into the bathroom to get what he’d need. “Did Gabe put anything in your hair after washing it?” I giggled. “No, he got distracted with my panties.” He clicked his tongue and came back out with his hands full of products. “What is all of that?” “Well, there is leave-in conditioner, and some oils to help your hair stay healthy. It got some care at the salon, but it still needs work love.” I nodded and leaned forward to move my hair out from under myself. He chuckled.

“Done?” “Al-most-there…” Haley was the last one who was braiding down near the floor. “There! Alright!” Getting up, I stepped up to the mirror. It looked incredible. There were two smaller braids on each side of my head, as well as a complicated center braid that was thicker than the rest. It was one I hadn’t seen before. Moving my hair over my shoulder, it all came together in a complicated braid of what looked like more than seven different strands of braids.

he murmured, moving behind me. His hands brushed my hair as he leaned in closer. “I want to tie your hair in braids. Hold still.” I watched him intently, noticing the way his eyes followed each strand of my long, wavy hair as he carefully twisted and weaved it into braids. His fingers moved with surprising precision, and when he finally tied the last section, I couldn't help but feel genuinely impressed. The braid was perfect—neat, even, and beautifully done. Curious, I reached up to touch the braids, running my fingers along the smooth pattern he had created. “Is this your first time doing this?” I asked, tilting my head slightly as I studied his handiwork.

TARA The feeling of Aidan’s hands on my head as he braided my hair was therapeutic, coercing the stress of the day from my body like magic. I melted into him on the bed, groaning whenever his fingers touched my scalp at how good it felt. Who knew that getting braids could feel like a massage? “I thought you’d be terrible at this,” I said to Aidan, one braid in as he combed out the other half of my hair. The room had been silent since he began otherwise. “You seem to have a secret talent.”

When she finished with that she set about styling my hair for the ceremony. Three smaller braids were done on either side of my head and brought around the sides to come together in the back. The braids were held in place with a celtic infinity knot clip. The clip was silver colored and accented with sage green jewels that matched my dress perfectly. She added some definition into my natural waves by curling the ends of my hair loosely. With a smile she handed me a mirror and spun the chair so that I could see my hair from all sides with the mirror. “It’s beautiful Sophia. Thank you!”

Dawn's POV "OUCH! Slowly slowly !!!!GENTLE PLEASEEEE!!!"My hair is being tortured here, do these maids have a death wish? I was informed that they would do a simple elegant fancy braid on my hair 'right now it feels like my hair is going to catch fire with the amount of pressure and heat they are about to use I got up from my seat and escaped as quickly as possible, giving an excuse to use the washroom. I wanted my hair in its natural state, the curls as wild as possible. Apparently Adam has a surprise for me, so I am kind of excited for that.