My New hairstyle

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"Awww, your hair is very fine"...those are the words she longs to hear after so much time and effort she had put into making her dream hair a reality. Approval, might not be the right word to describe it, acceptance maybe, but confidence and awe... she was definitely aiming for that.

After several "finishing touches", she looked once again at the mirror, this time with a crooked smile, she had mananged to make something out of her stubborn kinky hair. "This should do", she said as she applied a final finishing touch, then carefully pat her hair as if to pet the bound up kinky to be a good girl and not mess up.

As she emerged, she was delighted with the numerous compliments that flowed out of admirers lips, then finally those magical words popped out..."awww, your hair is very fine"... she blushed and pat get hair again, this time to say "that's my girl, you've made me proud"...she was overwhelmed, and everything just seem to be alright with everything in the world.

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