Mange Shampoo Novels & Stories

He mumbled as he kissed down my arms "I am right beside you," I laughed as I played with his gorgeous locs, the fullness of his hair in my hands making me sigh in content. His hair was so soft. I could smell my coconut and mango shampoo in them, he was sneaking around with my shampoo like I would not notice "You need a haircut, cut baby," I mumbled as I drove my hands through his full, long curls, facing him now as we each lay on our sides, facing each other.

- She approached the nameless dog, who looked at the plate and then at the woman. - You can eat it! I know it's without sugar, but it tastes good anyway! - I said encouraging him. As if I had understood he immediately started to drink the oatmeal, it was very liquid, so it was very easy for him, when he finished we decided to give him a bath before taking care of his leg injury, it wasn't serious it was just a small cut but for the animal it was a reason to cry, We took him to the downstairs bathroom and used the shower, so we wouldn't get wet together, while I held him, Ayanne used a shampoo she brought from home, which she said was a natural product and apparently wouldn't hurt because of

If anything, I should be grateful of these men in the mansion for not leaving already. I strip out of my clothes and turned the shower on. The water glided down my body and I stood immobile under the shower for a few minutes before I used the showed gel to clean my body and then washed my head with a purple shampoo. I do not fucking know what kind of chemical goes in my head since it all belongs to Aleeza and I am too lazy to walk and bring the stuff for myself. I can only hope it does not turn my hairs long like hers.

Sure enough, he didn’t look like he’d budged. Still, I’d try to be quick. Didn’t want him to get curious or anything. I stepped under the water, eyeing two shelves built into one of the shower walls. The top one had a set of my favorite brand’s shampoo and conditioner, with a man’s shower gel beside it. The bottom held a common women’s brand shampoo, conditioner, shower gel, and razor. I knew the brand and liked how it smelled. But I wasn’t a fan of its effect on my tight curls.

It wasn’t sadness, not exactly, but something else—a feeling of relief that came from finally being able to take care of myself in a way I hadn’t been able to for a long time. I reached for the shampoo, the scent of it filling the space with something floral, clean. I massaged it into my scalp, the rich lather sliding through my hair. It felt like a small luxury I hadn’t realized I needed until now. My fingers worked through the strands, untangling them as I let the water rinse everything away. The shampoo was followed by conditioner, and I took extra care, ensuring each strand of hair was coated, making sure I could feel the smoothness as I ran my fingers through it. The scent of the produc

Or something close to it. I picked up the shampoo. A dark glass bottle, the liquid inside thick and silvery. It wasn’t a human product, it was something I had created, infused with calming properties. I poured some into my palm and began to massage her scalp. Her dark hair floated in the water like ink. I ran my fingers through it, untangling the knots, massaging her temples, the nape of her neck. She moaned softly in her sleep and leaned into the touch. “Did you like that?” I whispered.

It hadn’t been washed or combed properly in three days because of everything that had happened recently. I sighed deeply while touching it. “This is horrible.” On the counter nearby were several expensive hair products neatly arranged. Shampoo, conditioner, oils, creams—things I had probably never used in a long while. Curiously, I grabbed the shampoo bottle and squeezed some into my palm before applying it to my hair. At first, everything seemed fine. Then suddenly “Ahh!” The shampoo slipped into my eyes. I quickly rinsed my face with water while blinking painfully. “Oh God…”

I moved around in the bathroom and picked up the shampoos in order to wash my hair as well, even though I had washed my hair yesterday, and it was still very clean at the moment and didn’t need any form of washing. Once I was done rubbing more than necessary amount of shampoo into my hair, I washed it off with warm water and then proceeded to wash my whole body off, loving how the strawberries scent of the shampoo as well as the fruity scent of the body liquid soap which I made use of, clung around my whole body.

“Tsk. No more of that young lady.” “Ye…yes ma’am.” “Good. Now let’s get you washed, and we’ll talk about what you want done. Ok?” “Ok.” I followed her to the sinks, sat, and she washed my hair. “What shampoo, and conditioner do you use?” Sharon asked as she shampooed my hair, and I told her. “That cheap stuff? No dear. No of more of that either. I will set you up with the right stuff today. You do not need all of those chemicals. It weighs your hair down. We have a gentler shampoo for you to use.”

The lady was surprised to hear Janiya speak Chinese so fluently. “You speak Chinese very well.” The lady says, smiling. “Thank you.” "The Shampoo and Conditioner is 80.00 Yen. Would you like to set an appointment for a wash and conditioner before you purchase it?’ "Yes, I would like that.’ “I have to admit. I don’t know how to style your type of hair.” “That’s okay after you wash and condition it, it will curl, and all you need to do is brush it and put it up like it is now, and sit me under the hair dryer.”