Female Side Undercut Long Hair Novels & Stories

"Do what you can. but make sure not to stab me. My scalp is sensitive." "Of course, madam," she smiles sweetly as she pulls the curlers down one at a time, delicately releasing each tendril to cascade down my bare back. Magnus prefers long hair, so I've grown mine out. When wet from the shower, it reaches my waist. I've never had such long hair before and it makes me feel more feminine but is never something I would have chosen for myself.

“Now, let’s get on with this. If I’m going to endure this sham of a wedding, I’ll do it on my terms.” The hairstylist completed her work in under 40 minutes, transforming my usual straight black hair into a cascade of voluminous curls. Each curl was perfectly defined, framing my face beautifully before flowing effortlessly down my back, just above my waist. The result was stunning, even by my own high standards.

Chapter 18 Leila emerged from the Cut’ N’ Curl and ran a hand over her “trim”. Kacey Jo had taken off at least four or five inches and cut it into choppy waves. Not that it looked bad, but Leila was accustomed to long hair that touched the middle of her back. It seemed men liked long hair on a girl to run their fingers through. She wondered what Sterling would think of her new hairdo.

Very sexy. Lyle shifted uncomfortably. The bottom half of her had him nice and stiff, so he raised his knee to hide the evidence. Then Kita takes her hair out of that bun and lets it fall into a thick, long, curly ponytail. Touching the middle of her delicate back that led to the round curve of the small of her back to the top of her tush…

Her short hair was in a messy bun, letting a few strands fall to her neck. She was putting on a red nightie that I considered too short. Her gown had a V-shaped neck, exposing more parts of her chest and making the top of her breasts visible. She bit her lower lip and fluttered her eyelashes. Her eyelashes were not long compared to Tracy's, and they did not curl at the end. And the way she bit her lower lip, I remembered Tracy doing the same thing yesterday night, and it was seductive. Looking at Amber doing the same. She was struggling to pee. 

I see another one where the lady has her hair down a little past her shoulders but wavy. Pointing it out to Scarlett, she glances over and says, "That is a blow out. They are very pretty but you would have to keep your hair a decent length. With how long your hair is you would have to cut off close to a foot still but it would not be as short as a pixie style hair cut. If that is what you want just let me know. There is still time to decide."

I smiled, seeing how the new hairstyle fit my face. She cut my long hair that reaches my hips a little, and now it just reaches below my boobs. It's straight above, yet she curled the end. She also put some blonde highlights on my black hair, and it's really attractive. "I like it. Name the price, please!" I said because I actually forget to ask lately.

The sweetheart neckline gracefully revealed a hint of décolletage, adding a touch of allure to the ensemble. I had taken great care with my hair, ensuring that every black, curly lock of my long bob cut fell in perfect harmony. The tendrils cascaded freely over my shoulders, framing my face with an air of effortless elegance. A gentle, yet radiant makeup highlighted my features, enhancing my natural features without overpowering them. My eyes shimmered with a hint of smoky shadow, while my lips were adorned with a soft, rosy hue that invited stolen glances and whispered words.

When can I be able to fly free? Nora I took my time getting ready. My beautiful black hair takes time and effort to make it look radiant. I let my hair down, my waves falling gently over my shoulders, reaching the middle of my back. The dress I chose hangs loosely, reaching mid-thigh. It is not long, but it is not short either. This one has no sleeves and the neck is V-shaped, so it shows my feminine attributes in a sexy way but without being vulgar.

That was final. She looked at herself in the mirror as the stylist examined her hair. She hadn't had it cut in years (saving her limited money) and it was extremely long. Too long. That said, she didn't want it all cut off. It was a beautiful chestnut color, slightly wavy, soft, and she preferred it long. The stylist had suggested a short bob but she asked for it to reach her mid back. Catherine had backed her up and the stylist finally agreed. She was beginning to work on it and Lucy was comforted to see the limited amount she was removing.