Just a trim

"Just trim the bangs some, and neaten out the rest."

"I see. And should it be styled like a man's hair or a woman's?"

"You don't even need to ask, do you?" she said wryly, and they both laughed.

"Perv." they said together, and Wendy went back and took a seat while the professional went to work.

It wasn't long before she was finished. "There! What do you think?" she asked Xavier, who looked into the mirror.

His hair was shorter than before, but somehow he looked more feminine. "It's perfect." he said automatically, although he wasn't really so sure it was.

"Great! Now you should hurry back to Wendy," it took him a moment to realize that she was talking about Dr. Vierre, "I'm sure she's eager to tear your clothes off."

Xavier realized what she was saying, but by the time he tried to protest, it was too late, and she had moved onto the next customer.

"Wow, she did a great job as always. Come on." She led him back to her office and unlocked the door, let him in, and then locked the door behind them. "Now, take off your clothes."