5 - Mommy Know's Best

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Toni


My alarm went off at 6'o'clock sharp, waking me from a very deep and peaceful sleep. I open my eyes and stared up at the ceiling, just thinking about the day ahead.... and of course Janet crept into my mind. I was happy she was coming to get me because I would get another chance to be alone with her, even if it's just for a few minutes. I sit up in bed and then stretch while looking around my room, the sunlight was just beginning to creep through my curtains so it was still a bit dark.  I got out of bed and quietly head to the bathroom to shower, and do my morning routine. Once I got out, I wrap a towel around my hair and body.

Getting up early, I get to have Toni time, not being rushed and booted out of the bathroom. I stand in front of the mirror as I take the towel from my hair and run my fingers through it. My hair was actually uneven, I had spilt ends and I honestly wanted a different look. I thought I would look good with a short cut. It would give me  a more, womanly mature look. As I was having this mental debate with my hair, I was startled by a knock on the bathroom door..

"Toni...can I use the bathroom real quick..?" Traci called from the other side of the door. I adjust my towel and open the door, stepping aside to let her in and I wait out in the hall. As I wait my brain gets an idea. A few moments later, Traci opened the door then went over to the sink to brush her teeth. I came beside her and tapped my fingers on the sink. I look at her through the mirror.

"Tray Ray....did you ever..find someone to let you do their hair for your cosmetology project ?" I asked as I turned my body toward her. She shook her head with a frown before rinsing her mouth.

I think I want you to cut my hair.. I can be your model." I said as I twirl my finger around a few strands of hair. Traci's eyes got huge and she stared for a moment.

"Whaaaaat...Toni...you want ME...to cut your hair ?" She asked while washing her face with a washcloth. I nod with a sigh. "When?"

"How about right now?"

"Are you sure about this...I mean.. you really want to cut your hair Toni... because I can give you a nice layered short cut, you have nice, thick hair for it.. it would look cute.

"I agree, so go get your kit, and come do this. We have time... it shouldn't take that long." I said as I put the toilet seat down and then sit down. I yawned lightly as I watched Traci jog out of the bathroom. I glance at myself in the mirror for a few moments, getting my last looks at my long hair. Traci returns with her whole kit, smiling from ear to ear as she placed the cape around me, securing it and she started to fluff out my hair. It was still pretty damp so it wouldn't be hard to cut. Traci got out her special clippers, comb and laid it all out on the counter. She grabbed the comb and parted my hair, then I felt her comb it out. Then with a deep sigh... picked some scissors. "Toni, are you ready...?

"Yes, I am..Go ahead and cut it.." I felt Traci grip some of my hair then I heard the sounds of the scissors...there was no going back now. Traci was taking her time and working her way from the back to front of my hair. She used scissors, along with her clippers to give me that nice, cute tapered look in the back. Once my length was gone, she got out her smaller flat iron and went through my hair, not so much to straighten it but to smooth out my curls so that the layers would show. Traci lightly sprayed my hair with some lovely smelling hair spray, then came in front of me. She was smiling so damn hard as she was laying my edges, being so focused as she used her little brush to lay them down. I was getting anxious to see it.

"Traci. Can I see it now?" I asked as she was putting  some things away and grabbed her camera. "Hold onnn... let me get my pictures for my poster board, this cut is everything on you. I did my thing!" She said sticking her tongue out while she snapped a photo, then another and another after that. I let her have her moment. But I was on a time schedule and so was she.

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