I had a very similer experience in grade school.My mother got a job and so aranged for me to eat my lunch with a school mate named Carolyn. After lunch we would go down to her basement to play before we went back to school. Carolyn had long black hair which she wore in a pageboy, which was very populer at the time. Some times she woould let my comb it for her and I enjoyed it very, very much. All these yeaars later I can still see that big white comb sliding through that long, black, gleaming hair, and I can still smell it.