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.