Hairotica - AGAIN

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I like the outfit too!
 
She always loved being at his feet.
There was just something so right about it.
It made her feel safe. Like nothing could hurt her.
Her anxiety melting away...
as he strokes her hair, calling her his "good girl"

She leaned into his thigh, feeling his warmth,
Resting her head on his leg as he twisted his fingers into her hair,
curling it around his fingers and sometimes tugging on it...
as if to gently remind her that he possesses her
even as he adores and cares for her.

As the late afternoon sun filters into the living room,
she can not think of a more perfect place
in the whole world to be.
She sighs happily and practically purrs.

Yessssss :heart:
 
Does it mean anything?

Yesterday at a beer festival I sat next to several attractive 22 year old girls. My wife sat opposite me. Conversation was casual, when the girl next to me brushed her hand over my hair. She said it looked so soft she had to feel it. She apologized but It felt great for me especially as I'm 70 years old! Everyone thought it humorous and so the others also brushed it.
I am still so surprised that I want to know if there is a deeper meaning to it?
 
Yesterday at a beer festival I sat next to several attractive 22 year old girls. My wife sat opposite me. Conversation was casual, when the girl next to me brushed her hand over my hair. She said it looked so soft she had to feel it. She apologized but It felt great for me especially as I'm 70 years old! Everyone thought it humorous and so the others also brushed it.
I am still so surprised that I want to know if there is a deeper meaning to it?

My husband has striking hair which often elicits comments from women of all ages when we are in public. They do not usually ask to touch his hair - he may not give off as an approachable a vibe as you did yesterday at the beer festival. I would guess that the young women found you approachable and maybe harmless in a "grandfatherly" sort of way. I doubt there was a sexual element to it.
 
Yesterday at a beer festival I sat next to several attractive 22 year old girls. My wife sat opposite me. Conversation was casual, when the girl next to me brushed her hand over my hair. She said it looked so soft she had to feel it. She apologized but It felt great for me especially as I'm 70 years old! Everyone thought it humorous and so the others also brushed it.
I am still so surprised that I want to know if there is a deeper meaning to it?

J is in his 60s but has had his full beard and white hair since Viet Nam. Looks like Santa. (Think what a different role plays we can do at times that most don't think about!)
He is frequently approached by women who want to fondle his beard. So far, everyone has asked. IMHO I think it was pretty rude to touch without asking first....
 
J is in his 60s but has had his full beard and white hair since Viet Nam. Looks like Santa. (Think what a different role plays we can do at times that most don't think about!)
He is frequently approached by women who want to fondle his beard. So far, everyone has asked. IMHO I think it was pretty rude to touch without asking first....

Yeah. I concur with this.
 
He is frequently approached by women who want to fondle his beard. So far, everyone has asked. IMHO I think it was pretty rude to touch without asking first....

I get this quite often with the tails of my zapata mustache(think Sam Elliott with long ends) and my long hair.
 
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She always loved being at his feet.
There was just something so right about it.
It made her feel safe. Like nothing could hurt her.
Her anxiety melting away...
as he strokes her hair, calling her his "good girl"

She leaned into his thigh, feeling his warmth,
Resting her head on his leg as he twisted his fingers into her hair,
curling it around his fingers and sometimes tugging on it...
as if to gently remind her that he possesses her
even as he adores and cares for her.

As the late afternoon sun filters into the living room,
she can not think of a more perfect place
in the whole world to be.
She sighs happily and practically purrs.
 
When I am old I shall wear purple...

Maybe this is the kick start I need for this decade!
 
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