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My name is Jen, and I'm 29 years old. I have dark brown hair that reaches the small of my back, and bright green eyes. I work as a paralegal for a law firm in New York, and am currently single.

I was at a bar for lunch one way and a stunning woman with a scarf around her head walked in and sat across the bar from me. She proceeded to take off the scarf to reveal a clean shaven head. I could not take my eyes off of her as I ate my lunch. I was so fascinated. Although the look was indeed becoming on her, what would posses such a beautiful woman to shave off all of her hair? I was completely bewildered! I was paying my bill, and looked across for one last glance at this woman, and was disappointed to see she had gone. I felt a hand on my shoulder as I was getting off of the bar stool. I turned around and came face to face with the bald woman. "I couldn't help noticing you staring at me for the last half hour." She said. I felt my face turn beet red, and I said, "I don't know what you are talking about." She smiled and said, "It's ok, don't be embarrassed. I felt the same way once too. You're obviously intrigued by my baldness." "Well, um, it's just not something you see every day." I stammered. "Yes, that's true. Bald women are not common. But you'll soon discover why I, like many others, choose to keep a clean shaven head." She said. I looked confused, so she said, "From the look in your eyes, I can see you've caught the baldness bug, and the only cure is for you to become one of us." Then she handed me a business card and said, "when you are ready to be free of the burden you surely feel, give me a call. Until then, you'll suffer the constant thoughts of curiosity, wondering what you are missing out on." Then she smiled and left. I looked at the card, which read: Cool Head, Cool Mind, Cool Women. 7428363. 936 Muller Street (the silver door) I put the card in my purse and quickly went back to work.

I couldn't stop thinking about the bald woman all afternoon. I was curious to see what this "cool" place was all about, so I called the number on the card as I was packing my desk for the day. I sat nervously as the phone rang a few times. A familiar voice was soon on the other end of the line saying, "Thanks for calling Cool, this is Leah, how can I help you?" I took a deep breath and said, "Yes, my name is Jen. I met someone at lunch today and she gave me your card. I was just wondering what your place is all about." "Oh sure, I remember you. I'm the one who gave you the card." Leah said. Then she added, "So you'd like to come see us then?" "Well, um, yes. I'd just like to check stuff out." I said. "We aren't too busy tonight, would you like to stop in?" Leah asked. I thought about it for a moment. Maybe I should think about this for a few days. But then again, I'm just going to see the place, I don't have an appointment. So I said, "Ok, that works for me. I'm leaving my office shortly, so I'll be there in 10 or 15 minutes." "Wonderful! I'll see you then." Leah said. Then hung up.

I drove to the address on the card and parked in front of the silver door. I got out of my car and walked up to the door. I took a deep breath and opened it up to a long flight of stairs. I climbed to the top and stood in front of a large glass door. Inside I saw what appeared to be a waiting area. It was mostly a white room with a few plush white sofas, glass tables, and stylish silver and black decor. It had very mellow, dim lighting, and several candles lit. At the desk I saw Leah and she smiled and beckoned me to come in. I slowly opened the door and walked in. The soothing aromatherapy candles and incense, and soft jazz music immediately made me feel relaxed. "Welcome Jen!" Leah said as she came over to greet me. "Let me take your coat." She offered, then took it from me and hung it up. "Have a seat on the couch and we'll get started." She said. We sat down on one of the couches and my body sunk into the soft over stuffed cushions on the couch. "Before we get started, do you have any questions?" She asked me. "Well what exactly do you do here?" I asked. "Well we are sort of a salon for bald women. We do all types of hair removal, but the focus is on head shaving and bald head maintenance. We offer a variety of hair removal services, including waxing, depilatories, laser treatment, and specialty shaves. We also have massages, oil services, exfoliation, tanning, polishing, and many other treatments for the care of bald heads, and bare skin in general. We are also like a spa in the sense that our facility has whirlpools, multi-jet rain showers, a sauna and tanning beds. We also have a full like of skin and scalp care products for our clients, to keep themselves in tip-top shape." Leah told me. "Wow, I've never heard of a place like this." I said. "Well, we're kind of a well kept secret. A place for women who embrace the bald lifestyle to keep themselves looking their absolute best." She said. I nodded and said, "Oh, I see." "Why don't we take a tour of the salon now?" She said. I said, "Ok, that sounds good." We stood up and walked through a door out of the waiting room. Leah showed me several rooms, explaining what each was for. The sights and sounds and smells in the salon had me in a deep daze by the time Leah was done giving me the tour. We reached the final room and Leah stood in front of the door for a moment. "What's in here?" I asked. Leah smiled and replied, "We're at the end of our tour. It's now time for your transformation to begin." "Oh, but I just wanted to see what this place was about, I haven't decided whether or not I want to go bald." I said. "Jen, you want your head shaved. You know this. Don't be afraid." Leah said. I froze, but she took my hand, then opened the door and lead me inside. In this final room the lights were dim, the candles and incense were even stronger smelling, and the soft music played. It was a bit warmer than the hallway also. There was what appeared to be a station from a barber shop. A big leather barber's chair, shelves with thick white towels, scissors and clippers, a large porcelain sink basin, and a full length mirror, among other things. I looked around in awe as Leah closed the door behind us. "You'll be much more comfortable if you remove your clothes." She said. I slowly took them off and hung them up on a hanger, while Leah pulled a curtain over the mirror. "Let's get going, shall we?" Leah said, motioning for me to sit down. I slowly walked over to the big barber's chair and climbed in. My body sunk into it's soft leather. Leah clipped my hair on top of my head, then wrapped a tissue around my neck snugly and put a large cape over me and tied it very tightly over the tissue. The cape was large and heavy; I could barely move underneath, and my toes were all that stuck out at the bottom. It felt like one of those things that you wear at the dentist's for x-rays. "Wonderful, now we're all ready to begin." Leah said, picking up a pair of scissors. "Wait, Leah, I really don't think I want to do this." I said. She put her hand on my shoulder and said, "Jen, do not worry any more. I will not start until you tell me to, but don't let ration stop you from going bald, for the beauty of being hairless can only be understood once one experiences it. I know you want your head shaved, you just have to be strong enough to give it a chance." "I, I just don't know." I stuttered nervously. "Letting go is the hardest part, Jen, but your worries will drift away as you give in to the clippers and razor, ridding your head of hair." Leah said. "But what if I don't like the way I look? It'll take years to grow my hair back out long." I whined. She said, "It will take a little bit of time for you to get used to it, but the chance of you ever having hair again is slim to none. Once your hair is gone, you'll fall in love with having a soft smooth shaved head. You'll love how beautiful you look and feel bald, and will forget about long hair completely." I paused for a few minutes, then finally nodded, and quietly said, "I'm really nervous." Leah rubbed my shoulders and said, "It's normal to be nervous, but the sooner I start, the easier it'll be. Just relax and soon your hair will be gone and you'll have a nice, cool, clean shaven head." She unclipped my hair from the top of my head, and said, "are you ready to begin?" I took a deep breath and said, "Yes."