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Alex turned her head, looking at the tattoo that the other was referring to. Giving a small smile, she nodded, making a mental note of the deign. "Sure doll. Where would you like it?" She asked, leaning on the counter. She stared the other up and down. She couldn't help but imagine what she looked like in the bedroom. Her smile turned into a grin as she waited for the other to answer her question. |
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Quinn's eyes widened a bit as she noticed how the woman was staring at her. She shook it off, looking back down at her body. "Hm, I was thinking either shoulder or thigh, I'm not sure though. This was kind of a spontaneous decision." Quinn said quietly. After more though, she looked at the woman again. "I think I will go with my thigh." Quinn answered, offering a small smile to the woman. Nerves kicked in right after she answered, this was for real, she was getting a tattoo. She has tattoos, but never got one on her leg, plus it's always scary to get tattoos. |
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Alex grinned widely as she heard the other say they wanted the tattoo on there thigh. "If that's what you want doll." She said, gesturing for the other to follow her. She walked down a lit hallway, walking passed a few people that where working in a few rooms. The halls where well decorated with art and everyone work. After a short walk, Alex walked into her, or her friend Venessa's room since Venessa was using her own. "Take your pants off love and get comfortable in the chair." She said calmly, that smile never leaving her face as she turned around to prepare her tools. (I'm so sorry about the late response. Some things came up and I couldn't be on for awhile.) |
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(it's okay) Quinn followed after the woman, looking around the place. Her eyes followed the many decorations, along with peering into some of the tattoo rooms, though she tried her best not to be nosy. Swallowing thickly, she grew nervous after being told to take off her pants. Hesitantly, she took off her pants and got comfortable in the chair. "I'd like it on here." Quinn said, pointing to her left upper thigh on top of some faded scars. Slowly, she looked back at the woman, with a soft smile. |
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Spring Month: 2 
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Flood
