So here's a story from when I was 19 and married.  Wife had a hair appointment but was home sick and couldn't go.  I needed a haircut in a bad way.  So I called up there to ask instead of cancelling the appointment, could I take my wife's place?
"Yes."
Now this was 1993 to put it in perspective.   I go up there and it's a hot blonde chick, feisty personality.  Super cool.  So she wraps that black cloth thing around my neck and starts leaning down, talking in my ear about how I want it cut.  Then she says, she's so hungry she could eat my ear...and starts nibbling on my earlobe.  I about pitched a damn tent with that black cloth draped over me.  I can't remember how I reacted but I did the right thing and she stopped with the advances.  I'm a man and I damn sure didn't WANT it to stop, but HAD to.  No regrets but I won't ever forget it.  She gave me her business card with her number on it when I left.  I threw it away when I got home.  Never told the wife, especially since they were friends and that was her hairstylist.   But d,jd.
Honest to God, true story.  Every 19 year old boy's dream.