![]() ![]() I was seated in a chair, in the middle of the room on an old drop cloth. When Bob came back, exactly two hours later, he called for me. I fired up the computer and typed and followed his instructions to look at a certain page about a young model named Alysia. Oh – my – God! Was he serious? At the bottom of the letter was a website listing with instructions to look at it before making my final decision. I took the sealed envelope and went to the living room and opened it. What the hell? Was he angry? Was he coming back? I’m going out for exactly two hours.” He turned and left. I was so pissed! Bob sensed my reaction and said, “I read it and changed it. The next afternoon Bob handed me back the envelope which appeared to still be sealed. “Open this at work tomorrow and tell me what you think when you get home.” I sealed the envelope and handed it to him. I wanted him to cut my hair and I wanted him do it as part of a light bondage scenario. I had had long hair all my life and I wanted to go short. So, I wrote Bob a letter describing a fantasy of mine. I knew that to get the ball rolling I would have to start by writing something down myself. ![]() When we got home I asked Bob what he wanted of me. “I’m embarrassed to discuss it,” Bob said. “What would you suggest?” the counselor asked. Watch Hot & Sexy Female Head Shave Videos At He finally said, “The sex is getting stale.” I had to agree that it was. Bob was somewhat taken aback by this rather direct rebuke from a stranger. To not do so was hurting things more than helping. Finally the counselor just told him to stop being an idiot and say what he was feeling. One evening we discussed this in a session. The problem was that Bob was still stand-offish and not as open as the counselor wanted him to be. Either way I just needed to do something before our relationship fell apart.Īfter several sessions with the therapist things between us improved a little, a positive sign to me. I don’t know if was to shut me up or because he cared for me. I discussed counseling with Bob but he wasn’t keen on it. We weren’t talking all that much anymore and we had a few nasty arguments over fairly minor stuff. A long line of the women walks through a crowd and boards a truck, on which is painted "Les Poules a Boches." A huge crowd surrounds the truck as it moves slowly down the street.Our relationship had soured over the past several months. One woman accepts her punishment meekly but another argues vehemently. The women plead their cases (or confront their accusers?), some of whom who are wearing the armbands of the Free French Forces of the Interior (FFI) resistance movement. A woman stands before a table set up outside, behind which a few men sit. The next scene shows some kind of informal trial and punishment of women accused of collaboration. ![]() A man in the crowd attacks him and punches him a couple of times before the fight is broken up. One of the last men to be brought out is held by the back of his shirt. ![]() The police attempt to hold the crowd in check, but a woman is punched and kicked from behind as she walks past. One woman's face is smeared with what appears to be blood. Crowds on the street as women and men, holding their hands in the air, are led from a building. Close-up of the sign, which reads, "Le Char des Collaboratrices." An American soldier photographing the scene is visible in a wider shot. The women hide their faces while a man cuts off their hair with scissors. Shots of men cutting the hair of two women. The women start moving down the street, and a man lifts and then drops a pile of hair. Two men hold a paper sign above the heads of the women. The truck is surrounded by male onlookers. A group of women with shaved heads, who collaborated or consorted with the Germans, sit in the back of an open truck. Scenes of retaliation against accused collaborators in Cherbourg (first scenes), Rennes, and perhaps elsewhere in France. ![]()
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