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Hair No, I'm not about to talk about my own. Despite what you may like to think, I'm not vain about the length of my long, gorgeous, orgasm inducing locks...XD Heh, seriously though, I really don't care about my own hair much. It's there because it's there and it's long because I'm too lazy to go and get it cut; simple. What I started thinking about today was other people's hair. When I'm in class, I tend to sit around the middle to back so that I have a nice view of the rest of the class; namely, the backs of around three quarters of my classmate's heads and the prof, standing up at the front. Obviously, my attention is not going to be riveted on the prof for every second of every minute of the lecture. I look around the class for something a little more easy on the eyes to look at while the professor drones on and on. In most cases, this happens to be a pretty girl. Being that I'm looking to the front of the class though, I usually only see the backs of their heads, occasionally their profile if they turn to a side and this suits me just fine. Guys, I love hair. More specifically, I love long or longish hair on a girl. Most especially so if it's simple and straight down their backs with no curls or waves. It gets to me like you would not believe. For instance, in my one class about 17-19th century victorian theater class, there's this one girl that I stare at the whole time I'm in there. She has sort of sandy blond hair that at some points borders on being very, very light brown. Her hair is straight. It comes to an end just around her shoulder blades. I tell you now, I could stare at this girl's hair for hours. It's not a pure color so the slightest movement on her part will send the colors shifting across the surface of her hair like sunlight flashing on a river. Her hair spills down her shoulders, there's honestly no other way I can think to put it than that. It falls straight down from her head and sort of 'splashes' when it hits her shoulders, Some strands on each side splitting off to fall forward from the shoulders while the majority of it falls straight down her back. Believe me when I say this but I could go on. I'd love to just sneak up behind her and run my fingers through her hair and run away cackling madly before she can do anything. Oh man, *shivers* I love a girl with long hair. Frigging gorgeous I tell ya. This girl's hair though...seriously, this one time, sometime in the past week, she wore a scarf to school. And she did that 'thing' when it was time to leave class, like...she draped the scarf over the back of her neck, then reached up with both hands, slid it under the mass of her hair and pushes it backwards so that on the whole, her hair is curved half over the scarf and half under...then whooshes as the majority of it passes the point of resistance and tumbles over the scarf and down her back. I was so lost...if she'd come up to me RIGHT at that moment and told me that she wanted me to be her slave for life, I would have said yes as long as I got to play with her hair. Well...that's exaggerating quite a bit. But honestly, I think I'd have to ACTUALLY think for a second before refusing ^.^" I don't think that any girl's hair has gotten to me this much since back in first year when I had a class with Kevin and there was that korean chick with the gorgeous black hair that I dubbed PHG (Pretty Hair Girl). Speaking of which, PHG is in my Bible and Lit class this year. But she's taken to wearing her hair up or tying it, BOO-URNS!! So...now you all know my weakness. Women with the most fantabulous hair imaginable that draws my eye and makes me wish I could win their hearts, JUST so that I could have a chance to run my hands through it...maybe sniff or give it a little nibble while I'm at it ;). The girl in my Victorian Theaters class...her hair just looks simply delicious. Some of YOU have the hair that I'm in love with too...namely, Juliette, Jane, Jen and Helen-(though you've cut yours recently haven't you Helen? HA! You haven't!) XD I'd love to one day run my hands through your hair...though sOMEHOW, I doubt you'll let me but hey, a guy can still dream can't he? In closing...god do I ever love girls with long, straight hair... |