Scalp

Many years ago, D had a cyst on his scalp. Got it taken off, and a bit of lopsided shaving at the clinic. The next one that popped up, he buzzed the hair short. The next one, he decided to just shave, and it became a regular style.

Of course, ever since he'd been in the army, he got comfortable with the idea of a very short haircut, and had on occasion had it done very short even before the cysts. A roommate of mine exclaimed "You ASKED them to do that?" after a particularly military buzzcut.

Given that I, too, had done the army thing, and rather enjoyed rubbing the heads of men with velvet haircuts, this amused me greatly.

So, I took over with the haircuts, since this was very simple. He also figured that it was the dignified way to deal with bald spots. So, I became his barber, first with an electric shaver, then the razor. Well, I had been trained to shave people in nursing school.

Something I enjoy, getting down to the skin. He has a very nice head. And if he develops a lump, he's prepared.

Not that I'd mind if he decided to grow a long mane. He prefers his scalp, though. Easier to wear hats, baseball and stocking-type. And he would have a bald spot, so the plan is coming together. I think he likes me kissing his head, too.

I've avoided paying salons by letting my hair grow long. Other side of the same idea.