Will Turner Ponytail Novels & Stories

a busty blonde in baby pink rabbit ears and a thong with a cotton tail on her ass says as she makes her way over to me. But my eyes have zoned in on one of the servers. She’s started to hand out her snifters of whiskey to the table. Her hair is in a high pony tail, but even pulled up like that, it trails down to the curve of her ass, occasionally catching in her cotton tail. Her tits aren’t huge like the pink bunny’s, but they also aren’t fake like hers either. She’s waifish, built more for speed than for strength. And there’s something about the light tinkling of laughter that flows from her mouth that has me sitting forward.

"How are you? How's work?" ... did he just do that? Initiate a small conversation? Really? And yes, I am stupid. So let's speed this up to make me feel less stupid. "Can we skip this and go straight to what you wanted to talk to me about?" I undo my loose ponytail then let my hair fall, a second later I scoop my hair again and tie it into a tight, high ponytail. "You're blonde again." I roll my eyes at his comment, "Yes, Captain Obvious."

A glimpse of a familiar princess dress passed through the old wooden door. The girl leapt into the welcoming arms of the brothers. "Brothers!" she exclaimed. James expertly swept her up and twirled her around, while Ryan and Nathan were utterly charmed by her tinkling laughter.

“I like options.” He tilted my head slightly to the left and twisted my hair up, showing me different styles in the mirror. “Okay, so... we could do a sleek ponytail with some loose curls in the front—simple but chic. Or we could go for waves, loose and romantic. But that might take a while.” I shook my head. “We don’t have much time. How about the messy bun you showed at first?” His eyes lit up. “Perfect choice. It’s elegant but effortless. Won't take much of our time, but hold still.”

Because Chrissy didn't bring the hair tie, Chrissy felt a little uncomfortable when her hair came down when she looked down. Until Nevan grabbed Auristella's hair rope and tied Chrissy's hair. Chrissy could only remain silent with teary eyes, her tears almost spilled if Nevan did not take her hands off Chrissy's hair. She still remembers when Chrissy liked to ask Nevan to put her hair in a ponytail. Because Chrissy Nevan's pigtails are tidier than hers.

I carefully took hold of her hair juggling it until I was holding the majority of it in my hands. “What are trying to do?” She reached up and pulled two long tufts of hair out from either side of her head. “Trying to make a high ponytail.” I nodded in understanding and took hold of the hairband she held out for me. “Lean your head back a bit.” She did as she was told, and I pinned her hair up. She then spun around and smiled so brightly. “Thank you!” “Of course. Look, there are our bags, are you ready to go?”

I nodded "Yeah...I-I suppose you're right. Okay, just...you can do it." Sarah smiled widely, waiting anxiously for Tony to begin. He wiggled his fingers, trying to figure out what bobby pin to take out first. He slipped his hand into my bun and took three out at one time, unraveling my hair into a long, curly pony tail. He then gently grabbed the hair ties and slid them down my hair. My curls sprung free, falling about four inches past my shoulders. "Child, the Lord has blessed you with a thick head full of hair!" He said, massaging my scalp. Sarah stared at me, wide eyed.

I asked. Rose gasped. “How'd you know?” “Girls who wear ponytails know a lot of stuff” Abigail whispered down at her. “Really?” Rose whispered back. Abigail nodded. “Hey, stop trying to sway her” I gently smacked her arm. “What? It's the truth” she laughed. “You're wearing a ponytail.” “Yeah and that's because—” “Sh, sh, sh” she cut me off, “Don't argue with me. I know these things,” she said. “Ponytail” she pointed to her own, half-up, half-down hairdo.

“You say that about every guy that you see.” “But this time, I mean it!” Courtney gathers her blonde hair in a ponytail in front of her locker. There are hairpins sticking out of her lips as she talks. “He was ridiculously attractive, and his butt?” she rolls her eyes and sighs dreamily. “I wish I had snapped a picture...”

"Now I know you are teasing me little girl." "Am I, Daddy?" She looks up at him seductively batting her eyes. Then he notices more of the enchanted forest's wonderful magic. Her hair somehow, most inexplicably, without him even noticing, is now pinned up in an innocent little pony tail . . . just like she used to wear it when she was younger.