Flower laughed again, "You want the tip of your big girly cock pierced?"
The drugs were working; my inhibitions were completely gone, because I boldly said, "Not my cock clit, maybe another time, just my ears today thank you."
"Well all right then, follow me. Since you're a friend of Dallas, it's on the house." I followed Flower into anther room, selected diamond studs, and had my ears pierced in under five minutes from agreeing to do it. There was no going back now. I didn't even think about what I would say at work Monday morning.
"Well, don't you look pretty," Dallas said. "You know, Flower does tattoos as well. Why don't you get a tattoo also?"
"I can put a pretty rose or butterfly on your titty. Are they real? Or I can tattoo your ass."
I hesitated, "No, I don't think so. The ears are enough for one day."
Dallas noticed my hesitation, and went for the kill. "You could get a cool picture of a skull or something like that on your ass, only the people you want will see it. You won't have to worry about anybody at your work seeing it. Unless you moon them."
Everyone laughed, even me, and I thought about what he said. "Okay, I'll do it. Let me see what you got."
I picked out a skull with barbed wire wrapped around it. "Three hundred dollars," Flower said. I guess Dallas's friendship only buys so much.
"I don't have that much money with me right now. Can I pay you later?"
"Nothing personal, but in this line of business, you can't really return the merchandise if you don't pay," she said with a smile. "Why don't you ask Dallas to cover it?"
"No, that's okay, never mind then. Maybe some other time."
"Now wait a minute, let's not be too hasty here," Dallas said. "Zak and Flower have a tattoo service to offer. Barbie Jo, do you have a service to offer, in trade?"
"Uh, I'm an accountant; I can look at your books, or do your taxes."
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