Chapter 524 The Tattooed Barber Shop Owner Lady
After school in the evening, Kevin felt that his hair was getting a bit long, so he decided to go to the barbershop for a haircut. The weather was too hot, and every time he made love with Alissa, he would end up sweating profusely. If he caught a cold, it would be troublesome.
As Kevin walked to the school gate, he saw Albert carrying a basketball and looking around. He walked up to him and tapped his shoulder, saying, "Albert, aren't you going to play basketball? Why are you standing here alone? Where are the others?"
"Forget it, I couldn't arrange to meet Mrs. Cooper anyway, so I'm not in the mood. Let's talk about it tomorrow," Albert casually replied. "Kevin, don't you usually go to Mrs. Garcia's place? Why not today?"
"My hair is long, I want to cut it shorter," Kevin said.
"Perfect, I'll take you to my aunt's shop, free of charge," Albert said cheerfully as he led Kevin to a alley on the north side of the school. At the entrance of the alley was a barbershop called Lulu's, with a blue and white rotating lamp post by the door. Inside, the lights were on, the place was tidy, with two barber chairs, and there was a small room with a bamboo curtain, where the sound of a TV drama could be heard.
"Auntie, Auntie," Albert shouted, "Come out and serve a customer."
"What nonsense are you talking about, you little brat," a charming young woman in her thirties quickly walked out from the inner room. She was Florence, Albert's aunt and Evelyn's sister. She used to be a housewife, but after divorcing her husband, she opened a barbershop to pass the time.
"Auntie, this is my buddy Kevin," Albert patted Kevin's shoulder and said, "Give him a haircut and put it on my tab."
"Forget about it," Florence eyed Kevin and then pulled Albert's ear to the side, whispering, "Albert, tell me, is this guy bullying you? Auntie will stand up for you. Why does he look like a high school senior?"
"Auntie, where are you going with that?" Albert looked at Florence's swaying bosom and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, grinning, "He's really my classmate, just tall in stature, and he often comes to my house to hang out."
"Really? Can a freshman be this tall?" Florence looked surprised, then glanced at Kevin a few times. When she saw Albert staring at her chest, she chuckled and scolded in a low voice, "You little rascal, you always sneak a peek whenever you come. If I strip naked, I'll let you have a good look, see if mine are bigger or your mom's."
In fact, Florence's breasts were not as big as Evelyn's, they were similar to Grace's, but her fair skin, ample bosom, and the revealing black low-cut tank top made her look very enticing.
"Auntie, I think yours are bigger," Albert stared at her swaying bosom and said with a grin, clearly having a good relationship with Florence, daring to crack jokes, unlike in front of his mother Evelyn where he was more reserved.
"Stop talking nonsense," Florence glared at Albert, then turned to Kevin, smiling, "You're Albert's classmate, so tall. Sit down quickly, I'll give you a haircut in the latest style, like Aaron Kwok's, guaranteed to charm all the girls."
"Thank you, Auntie," Kevin sat in the barber chair, watching Florence bend over to get something, her tank top riding up, revealing a section of her fair waist with a leaf-shaped pattern near the edge of her denim skirt.
Kevin was taken aback for a moment, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was a black tattoo. On her porcelain-like skin was a vivid butterfly, fluttering its wings as Florence moved, exuding an indescribable wild allure.
Kevin didn't expect Albert's aunt to be so trendy. In this city, tattoos were rare among women, usually favored by the rougher men who would have a tiger on their chest or a dragon on their back. It was said that the city's big shot, Jasper, had a fierce tiger on his chest, and when he got angry, the tiger's eyes would turn red.
Seeing the butterfly tattoo on Florence's lower back, Kevin felt a bit itchy. He had never seen a woman with a tattoo before and found it novel and exciting. However, Florence was Albert's aunt, so he didn't dare entertain any thoughts. He couldn't believe that Albert had such a sexy aunt, something he had never heard him mention before.
Florence soon stood up straight, her tank top sliding down to cover her fair waist, leaving Kevin somewhat disappointed. However, the vivid black butterfly kept fluttering in his mind, making him restless, fidgeting constantly.
"Don't move around, or I might mess up your haircut, and you won't be able to show your face tomorrow," Florence joked, making Kevin straighten his head. She then sprayed some water on his hair and started trimming it with scissors.
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