When Eliza Met Mia - Chapter 1Chapter 1: To Begin With
“How would you like your hair cut, Lizzy?”
“I…uhhh….” That question always was undoubtedly an uneasy for me. Whether it was asked by my Aunt Delilah who had been cutting my hair since birth or someone else, it made no difference. My mouth would open…, my body would tense…, my loins would churn…, but my voice… defied me. Every time, my answer was… never consistent. Or should I say more appropriately…, never truthful.
“Just a trim?” My aunt asked innocently combing through my long chestnut hair, knowing that would be my usual response. It was a safety I had come to know well, a mask to hide my sleeping demons. Every time I sat in the chair… with the cape around me… at the mercy of someone else…, my demons stirred from their slumber, eager to be satisfied.
Batgirl hot under the collar v2BATGIRL: HOT UNDER THE COLLAR
Story by Nebraskaboardmaker Idea by Centrillia
Batgirl patrols the streets of Gotham City alone, after all she got the personal recommendation from the Dark Knight himself. "Feels great to get out and patrol without a babysitter to watch and protect me, though the night is calm and erie" She spots a group of thugs belonging to the notorious Joker Gang, attempting to rob the jewerly store. " Finally some action, I just wonder where their leader is the infamous Clown Prince of Crime." Stealth like she swoops down and takes out the first three with relative ease, as she prepares to tangle with the last three. A sharp pain emits from the back of her head as her vision suddenly goes black, the gangs new leader Duela Dent uses her adopted dad's favorite weapon the crowbar. "Now finish the heist, bird brain and I are going to have some serious girl time" boasts Duela. A known lesbian and a known dominatrix, Duela had devious plans for Batg
No More Hair On The WayTsunade walked nervously to her house, it was 4:05 p.m. and that was a rough day.
The blonde had some slight wounds on her arms and legs, and there were two cuts on her left cheek. They were not deep so they would not be marked on her face after the healing.
Arriving at her house, the kunoichi took off her clothes to find other wounds on her body. On her back were cuts that were still bleeding. She needed to get it done quickly, at night she had a meeting with important people, she could not go like that, she had to fix those wounds.
Tsunade could see no other way but to summon Sakura to aid in her healing, with her help until the night she would be fully healed. Then the blonde sent a message to Sakura to come home quickly, she needed her urgent help.
At 16:48 pm, Sakura arrived at Tsunade's house, she did not have any work that day. The pink-haired girl came in and found Tsunade sitting in wait for her.
"Hello Tsunade Sama, what can I do for you?" Sakura asked as she approache
K-On - Family (Part 2)Haruka was combing Azusa’s hair slowly and carefully. Azusa was enjoying the comfort of her prized possession being caressed by Haruka, to a point where she almost forgot her hair would soon be cut up to mid-back. ‘Now let’s get started, shall we?’ Haruka’s voice brought Azusa back to reality. She measured the length that would be cut off, and sank the scissors into the beautiful hair at mid-back level. But then she stopped. She felt like being a naughty girl. She moved up the scissors until where Azusa’s bra strap was, and made the first cut.
*schrink* *schrink* *schrink*
Another mass of hair that was about 8 inches long fell on the floor. About 20 minutes ago Azusa’s hair was still reaching her thigh. And now, after Haruka’s naughty manoeuvres, her hair just barely reaches the bra strap.
Azusa could feel her head being so much lighter. ‘Let’s have another look of your hair shall we?’ Haruka told Azusa while holding the
Like Mother, Like Daughter With two weeks off from volleyball practice, Emily had made her usual three hour drive northeast to her home to stay with her family and catch up. They weren't yet by any means in the tier of millionaires, but her father's skillful dealing in the stock market had put the Haigood family into a higher tier, and they wanted for nothing. Emily, along with her sister Kinsey, had both gotten into the college of their choice, had whatever car they dreamed of, and received a respectable monthly allowance, too. She sat at the dinner table over a typical three course meal her mother had spent hours preparing, enjoying the first evening back home in quite some time.
"So, Em? The.. What do you call that style, now?" Her father asked.
"It's called a fauxhawk, dad.. It's like a regular mohawk, but without the sides shaved down." She said, putting her fork down for a moment to guide the spiked ends of her short hair back up.
"Right, a 'fauxhawk'.. It's certainly.. Something.." He sa
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