Novel & Cerita Unspeakable Bald

I flip my hair dramatically. "Didn't we take a class together? I could've sworn we had chemistry." He exclaims. "I'm thinking it was history. Which is what you should be right now." I say innocently. "Are you a magician? Because abraca-dayum, girl!" "Yeah. Now watch me disappear." "Is your last name Campbell? Because you're Mmm Mmm good!" "Your nickname must be Dirt Devil because tonight you'll be alone with the power of an upright in the palm of your hand."

the kid said, pointing at the baldies. "Look who it is, Mr. Johnsrud! Here to play hero?" The bald leader sneered at Yidel's knife. "Think that blade of yours is scary?" "These folks are just trying to scrape by. Why you gotta be so cruel?" Yidel's brow creased as he spoke. "And what's it to you?" The bald man shot back with a stern glare. "Better mind your own business. You're what, three months behind on your stall fee? "Don't pay up today, and by tomorrow, you might not have that hand to hold your knife!"

"He plans to urinate on your car so how can I not come out. He'll even take off his pants in front of me." "Describe that guy to me." "H-Huh? Uhm, he has a butterfly tattoo on his arm, he's in his 30s, his body isn't that big either, you're not that small either, his eyes are round and his nose isn't that long ... “That’s all I could say. "What about his hair?" I shook. "I don't see any hair," "What ??" Kunot noo nito tanong. "K-He's bald." I bit my lower lip to avoid laughing. I didn't even mention bald because I laughed at the word bald.

Alex squeaked. "One more word from that filthy mouth of yours and I'll scrap off your hair"I threatened. "My babies"He pouted, touching his hair. "I'm glad you love your hair as much as i do so I'll gladly chop it off without even thinking"I warned him. "And I'll do the same to you"He said. "You wouldn't dare!"My eyes turned dark. "Of course i will and then we could become ,the bald couples, we'll hit guinness book of records as the world's youngest bald couple"He smirked.

It's refreshing that Rebel doesn't care. She is perfect in every single way. "This is nice," Rebel mumbles and tucks her icicle feet between my legs before closing her eyes. She backs against me, rubbing my hard-on with her cute little butt. "You're so warm." I breathe a laugh behind her. "You're just cold," I stroke her hat, intent on ignoring the fact that I'm semi-erect again. "I would never ditch you for being bald. You know that, right?" Rebel is silent for a while, then speaks in a soft tone. "I want to keep it on for my sake... If you stroke my bald head, then I... I don't know... I just feel so vulnerable when people do it..."

She received a disturbing message and it’s not good news at all. Entering the shabby shack, she’s met with a horrific sight. “What the hell?” She gasps in shock. The bald man is lying on a bed while a suspicious looking doctor is tending to him along with one scrawny looking boy who’s the baldie’s cronie. There’s a large bloody bandage tied to the bald man’s genitals and a pool of blood is on the floor. “What happened?” She demands from the doctor. “Someone slashes his…” The doctor glances at the bald man. “I’m afraid he’ll never be able to have s*x again.”

I don’t care for Calester’s sake, but I don’t want to have to look at that for weeks until it grows out again. I can’t fucking believe his nerve, booking a bikini wax along with everything else. He thinks he owns my pussy already? He thinks he gets to decide how it looks? I should wait until he’s sleeping, then slap hot wax on his balls. Give him a taste of his own medicine. Grimly, I say, “Fine. Finish it off.” It takes three more strips and a whole lot more swearing to get off the remaining hair. When they’re finished, I’m completely bald, the cool air touching me as it never has before.

Rain started to pour, drenching me as my eyes filled up with tears of pain, mixing with my tears as they fell to the ground. "Let's make her bald," Stacy declared with seething hatred, snapping her fingers with something metallic. "We'll start by taking away her hair first. Then, bit by bit, we'll strip her of everything to make this slut more appealing to the boys in the pack. Alpha Marcus would love to fuck a bald slut, I'm sure. He's fucked a dog like her. What difference does it make if the bitch has any hair or not.” The sound of the scissors snapping echoed in the air, and I watched helplessly as chunks of my long, thick hair fell to the ground.

The person beside her shot her a disapproving look, but she didn't care. She muttered under her breath, her words laden with sarcasm. "Oh, Mr. Sinclair, you're truly a visionary. I can hardly contain my excitement for your groundbreaking ideas." As Mace continued his speech, Nysaa couldn't resist interjecting with her biting commentary. "Yes, yes, the world has been waiting with bated breath for your words of wisdom. Please, enlighten us further." Her snarky remarks drew glances from those around her, but she remained undeterred. Mace's grandiose speech and self-assured demeanor were a perfect target for her biting humor.

I fell unconscious for minutes that seemed like eternity but Asher didn't care about me, but his baby who his mistress was carrying. “Barren” The word still echoed in my mind even when I tried to shake it off, he saw me as someone who's barren, he called me a BARREN WOMAN. I had never known Asher was so desperate to get a child. We never talked about it the hard way, we were never bothered by it but I was wrong, I was only being kept in the dark.