Back in the late 70's or so, we went and visited my Aunt Claire and Uncle Jim in California.
I grew in Rural Missouri, and my family was lower middle class.
Aunt Claire and Uncle Jim were "well to do" as they say. They lived in a big house (with a swimming pool
), drove new cars, and had the best of everything.
They had two kids, Brian and Sam (Samantha.) They were you're typical rich kids, they wore the most stylist clothes and got pretty much everything they ever wanted.
Sam was my age (17-18.) I was extremely Jealous of her. She had a brand new car (chevy nova), and a
hunky boyfriend... They two things I wanted most in my life. lol
Anyways, our parents all went out to dinner one evening. Sam and I decided to go swimming. I had no idea they had a pool, so I didn't bring a swim suit. No problem Sam said, you can borrow something of mine.)
Sam didn't have any one piece swim suits like I was used to wearing, she had cute little bikini's... I felt weird about wearing one, but I didn't want to seem geeky.
As we are changing, I noticed the complete lack of pubes on Sam, she completely shaven bald. Something unheard of to me.
At about the same time, Sam noticed my over grown, never trimmed bush.
After a few seconds, Sam insist that I "shave that shit off."
I spent the next 20 minutes with scissors hacking away at my overgrown bush while sitting on the toilet. I got it very closely trimmed, which felt so weird. I was content, but Sam wasn't having it, and insisted that I went bare... so bare I went..
I remember it felt so weird... so airy... It also felt so daring, I would of never done that back home...
A few weeks later when we were back at home, I was changing when my mom came in (we always changed in front of each other.) When she noticed I was hairless (I liked the look and kept it), she started freaking out... She was pissed, and asked my why I wanted to look like a little girl??? Then she asked me if I was having sex, and she was clearly getting madder.
I told her that I wasn't (and that was the truth.)
She asked me why I want to look like a little fucking wh*r* then... Mind you, my mom NEVER cussed.)
I was shocked, and hurt... so I blurted out "FUCK YOU!"
My mom looked shocked, and her only response was to point her finger in my face "no, FUCK YOU!" back at me, before b*tch slapping me in the face... then she ran out slamming the door behind her.
We never spoke of it again.... Never of us ever said we were sorry, but I think we both knew each other was.
Since then, I've pretty much always kept it bald. On a few occasions I've let it get a little stubbly, but quickly shave it back off because it gets to itchy.
Plus I like keeping it shaved, it gives me a reason to touch myself...
