A girl with really long hair

As Sara eyes the girl, looking her up and down she concludes that her most prominent feature is how insanely long her hair is. Her hair would easily reach down to and bellow her butt hadn't it been styled in two high standing pigtails. Such perfectly kempt har. As Sara ogles the girls hair along with Mark she can't help but think about her own hair. Having perfectly straight shoulder length hair was just long enough to be considered feminine in Sara's book whilst still not being a nightmare to maintain. Sure she wished she'd let it grow long from time to time, but she hated how unruly her hair got once it grew past her shoulders. The high maintenance was just not worth it, especially given how she liked to shower in the morning, but not having enough time to indulge in drying AND brushing a thousand feet of hair. Still, seeing a girl with such perfect and long hair, not to mention how it absolutely mesmerized Mark, made Sara feel less sure of herself, less adequate. Maybe she could find the time and energy to maintain longer hair? Quickly brushing the idea aside she gently nudges her arm against Mark's to regain his attention. Shaken back to reality from his daydream about Triceratops Mark looks over at his girlfriend, not really understanding why she'd nudged his arm. Following er gaze he spots a girl with really long pigtails. What a nightmare it would be to date a girl with hair like that. Clogging the shower, getting hair in his face and mouth whenever spooning. Finding stray strands of hair everywhere, even in his food. No thanks, Mark is perfectly satisfied with his girlfriends beautiful but short hair. If only Sara knew how Mark felt about her hair.

Upon arriving at their stop Sara signals Mark (Who's back to daydreaming about Triceratops) to get up. Gently getting to her feet with the assistance of Mark, Sara makes sure that neither of her pigtails have gotten stuck between the seats. Vaguely having a memory of her hair getting stuck on the bus once before was enough to get Sara to convince Mark to get a car in the first place, surely Mark understood just how important it was to Sara to have perfect, long hair.. Walking down the street to the cinema one could almost mistake Sara for being much younger than she actually is. With her very short frame and long pigtails she didn't look too old.. The one very big giveaway however was her dump truck of an ass. Expertly moving, swaying her hips with every step to attract the gaze of any passerby. Hadn't it been for the immense discomfort she experienced when wearing high heels she would've worn them all the time.

As they reach the movie theatre Sara is again exhausted from having to walk all the way from the bus stop, which lasted a whole 4 minutes. Knowing that the film is likely to present little opportunity for her to catch a smoke break Sara decides to halt Mark for a little as she retrieves the pack of cigarettes she's grown accustomed to carry at all times in her purse, along with her hairbrush of course.
As she does her routine Mark stands by idly and watches as satisfied and unsatisfied moviegoers alike leave the theatre. Just as Sara is about to wrap up and stump her cig there's a certain someone who catches Marks eye..