had been nice to him since the moment he had met her. She fed him well and repaired his clothing. Besides, he hadn't saved up enough money to continue his traveling yet and he knew how hard it was to find a job. He looked at both of them and they smiled broadly. "What the heck," he thought, "they are my only friends here and what could it hurt to play along with them?" He looked straight to Cindy and asked "Don't I have an appointment with you?" in a high feminine voice. Both of the women giggled as she replied, "Yes. I'm sorry I'm late,

it's been a busy day. Please sit down and make yourself comfortable." He went over and sat down

in the chair where Susan had been. He crossed his legs carefully, playing the game to the limit. "Terry, you're too much!" Susan cried. Cindy came over and began rolling his hair section by section It didn't take her long to cover his head with curlers. Then she sprayed the rolls of hair with setting lotion and announced, "All done ma'm. That will be twelve-fifty." They all had a good laugh over it and Susan brought out some cookies and hot coffee.

"I'll be back in the morning to comb it out, Terry," Cindy said. "I thought that I'd take them out before I go to bed," he responded. "Why, Terry? Cindy put so much into it I think it would be a shame not to see how it turns out, "/ Susan argued. Cindy had a hurt look on her face and once again Terry was confused about what to do. "I guess it would be fun to see it," he agreed half-heartedly. "Don't worry about coming over tomorrow morning, Cindy. I'll comb it out," Susan offered. Cindy shot a glance over at Susan and understood immediately what she was doing. Susan figured that it would take some of the pressure of embarrassment off of Terry. She quickly agreed that it would be better for her schedule also. They chatted for awhile longer and then she left.

It

He was up with the sun the next morning. had been a new experience sleeping on a head full of rollers and he had slept lightly because of it. He climbed out of bed and pulled his work clothes Susan was coming out of her room as he enter-

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ed the hall. "Right on time this morning, aren't we," " she said brightly. "Wash up and I'll meet you in the kitchen to comb out your hair,"

His vision in the bathroom mirror was an awkward one, the blue workshirt clashing with the head full of curlers. He couldn't wait to get them off. He sauntered into the kitchen and found his breakfast already on the table, and Susan just finishing hers. "You can sit down and eat while I brush out your hair." She stood behind him and After they unfastened the rollers while he ate. were all out she began to brush the tight curls out. With long slow strokes the hairstyle began to take shape. The sides curled forward and hugged his cheeks while the bottom curled under in a nice even line. She parted it on the side and used a yellow hair clip to keep it from falling in front of his face. With With a teasing comb she added height to the top and back. Then she told him to close his eyes and proceeded to hold the style in place with a fine mist of hair spray. She was very pleased with the results and smiled broadly. "How does it look?" he asked. he asked. "See for yourself" He moved she replied, handing him a small mirror. the mirror every way imaginable to see his hair from every angle. He couldn't believe that his hair looked like this! It was soft and feathery and puffed out all over. There were smooth waves going everywhere. One large curve swept down and formed the bangs that were held by the clip. "How do you like it," she asked. Terry didn't know what to say. He was kind of glad that he had let her do it but felt silly about saying so. "It sure looks different," he responded. "It's time to get to work. You've got plenty to do in the shed, don't you?" She sounded disappointed for There's so much junk "Yes, I do. He in there it will take days to sort it out." hesitated before he walked outside. After all, he was wearing a very feminine hairstyle and it might be embarrassing if someone saw him. Susan said, "Don't worry about your hair, dear, it looks great!" He managed a slight smile and went out to work.

some reason.

He was dragging an old sink out when Cindy's

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