Pair of clippers and started to work on Greg's beautiful sandy brown hair. Greg said yess with a smile as he looked at me. He got in the chair and told the barber to take himĭown to the skin. The smell inside was a familiar one I had not smelled in years. I took out my phone and snapped a picture of us together with his long hair. He wanted me to take a picture before heĭid it. Greg told me that he was getting his hair buzzed really short for the summer. It felt wonderful to feel his goatee rub against my face. This was the first time I had kissed him in public. When I arrived, I greeted him withĪ hug and kiss on the cheek.
He told me to meet him at the barber shop for 3:30. One afternoon, as school was letting out for the summer, Greg told me that he was getting his haircut and wanted me toīe there while it was getting cut. We would spent countless hours together day and night. One day on our walk home from school, he admitted that he was gay and had strong feelings for me. I was 14, 5'8, 190, blue eyes and brown hair. Sandy brown hair and a neatly trimmed goatee. He was 16, 5'11, 220, beautiful blue eyes, light Greg and I met during my freshman year in High School.
