The blond sighed happily as her friend washed her hair.  It really felt very nice.  Intimate and soothing.  “Thank you, Tess.  I’ve never really cut it, but I have to work hard for it.  Some of my teachers want me to cut it short.  A few of the boys I spar with used to grab it before I learned to protect it.”<br/><br/>The blond let the redhead rinse her hair clean, sudsy water sluicing down her bare body.  Then she took some of the shampoo and went to work on Tess’s scarlet tresses.  “You’re hair is very beautiful.  Some days I wish I were a redhead.  I like my hair, but it’s kind of boring.  Everyone expects things from a blond…”  She shrugged, but didn’t stop working her clever fingers through Tess’s hair.<br/>