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| Topic Started: Feb 4 2009, 05:08 PM (255 Views) | |
| Mai Tai | Feb 4 2009, 05:08 PM Post #1 |
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She liked to believe she already knew where all the best places in the city were. The kind of places, that were popular to the people that were into what it offered. She'd always been into ink, hell her body was covered in it, and the fact that it hadn't been her to discover this shop, really pissed her off. Having played around with the idea for some time now, to get another tattoo, it had been Dexter who offered Pinz n' Needlez to her. It was almost hard to swallow that he had been able to find this place before her, it usually wen't the other way around. When she had entered there were only a few potential flesh canvases, waiting. She had chosen today, something appropriate for the person not sure just where it was she wanted the needles stuck. At the very least, she knew where she didn't want them. Slowly that list was growing, with every new tattoo she got. Not long ago, she had sworn that once her back had been filled, she woudn't get any more. That was like saying, she was going to stop having sex. An obvious lie, that even she wouldn't have believed. There was hint of fear in the air, an aroma of anxiety that seemed to both please and frighten the little furball inside of her. She couldn't give a piss what it was feeling honestly, and quickly shoved it back where it belonged, beneath her heel. Eyes rolled in the direction of where it was coming from. Two girls stood together, in the typical first time pep talk huddle. She had to respect them for coming this far, some first timers, never even make it to the front door, let alone step inside. She would have been content to let them, stroke one another's butt hurt until they either pissed themselves with fear, or bucked up enough to do the deed, but they were standing in the way. There was a moment where she amused herself with simply pushing them out of the way, but sometimes simple, didn't always mean gentle. She had stood around waiting long enough, listening to the sob story unfold, it didn't look like either of them were going to get metal shoved through anything today. When the defeated pair receded from the front desk, she swept in like a carrion bird on a corpse. Fingers quickly plucked the nearest pen from it's top, tapping it absently against her leg, while she looked for someone in charge. Edited by Mai Tai, Feb 4 2009, 05:09 PM.
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| Salvatore dos Santos | Feb 5 2009, 12:24 PM Post #2 |
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Pinz n' Needlez had been open for roughly a week and while it had seemed like a good idea, Tore was beginning to second guess the business venture. It had been a combination of his grandmother and his Reinha, Emily who had coaxed the young male into doing something productive with his life. His grandmother had even went so far as to help give him a jumpstart by helping him with the initial expenses. Unfortunately business had been slow and the cougar found himself standing around the shop waiting for customers that actually inking people. He had done a few and hoped perhaps they would spread the word, but so far nothing major had turned up. Just like today as he watched with a mixture of boredom and annoyance as two young women perused the small binder of growing artwork. For the past hour the cougar had watched as they talked among themselves. Initially they had come in excited and even carried a bit of an attitude. But as the minutes ticked away they began to lose their courage. Maybe it did not help that Tore had been watching them while straddling the back of a chair. Then again it was hard to be friendly to two prissy girls. They probably would have wanted a cutesy butterfly just above their ass crack anyway. Repressing a groan, Tore leaned back to rest his head on the back of the counter behind him while stretching his body out. To think he skipped out on a night of binge drinking and sex to get up at a semi-decent hour (before three in the afternoon) to open the shop. With eyes closed, it was not until he heard the sound of a pen tapping that he decided to roll forward and see who it was. Pleasantly surprised to find the two girls were gone, he was even more surprised to see the woman standing there in their place. From appearances alone she was definitely more the type that he expected to see. With that the man pushed himself up and off the chair to head up to the counter, "Evenin'" He began, his Boston accent thick while placing both palms on the counter, "Interested in getting something done?" God, he hoped she was not going to stand around and waste an hour of time like those other two wimps. |
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| Mai Tai | Feb 5 2009, 07:57 PM Post #3 |
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If her other self had been stricken with a pinch of anxiety when she had walked inside, it was nearly bouncing off the walls as the presumed proprietor drew closer. There was a natural reaction that was not entirely her own to even step back as he closed in on the desk. The entire feeling, grated on her nerves, and if she could have, she might have very well reached out and snapped her little furball's neck. It wasn't entirely scrared, but it seemed to have a healthy respect for it's own mortality when facing this man. Natural she supposed if you were facing a predator. Funny, she didn't get the feeling her life was in any sort of danger, in fact she was entertaining ideas of what he looked like naked. Force of habit really in her line of work, and while her mind had turned toward him being naked, it wasn't entirely out of any desire to screw him, only simple curiousity. Of course, she'd have been a liar if she thought she wouldn't have screwed him either. He was good looking, every one in awhile even she was superficial. She pulled the small binder closer to her, flipping it to the bag page, and flipping it slowly to the beginning.. She always came in with her own thoughts, designs and musings, never once asking for a design displayed in the shops. However, she always made it a point to look through them all anyway. While she continued to look through the them she nodded, "Yeah, here I brought it with me." Closing the binder, her elbow rested ontop of it as she pulled her cellphone out, and began smashing her thumb against the arrow keys. Random images sprawled across her vision, sighing when she realized it could take awhile. Finally, finding it, she slid the phone across the desk in his direction. Taking a few steps back, she pulled her skirt up her thigh until she exposed the ink already wrapped around her leg A black fingernail tapped against the image of a gun, "So I'm thinking that rat around here and linking it with the gun, or on my shin if you don' think you can make it fit together with the rest of stuff up here." Eventually, she planned to see the entire leg, like her arm and back, completely covered. Maybe by then she would stop getting them. She shrugged her shoulders indifferently, where it went really didn't matter as long as it did go somewhere. Her head swung back in the direction of the door as the timid girls finally slipped out of the shop. "Lame." She had a hard time summoning up anything else for it. "As much as I like a guy making sweet sweet needle love to my thigh, if it's easier for you to do it somewhere else on the leg, I'm cool with that too." she offered, turning back around to face him. 
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| Salvatore dos Santos | Feb 6 2009, 02:17 PM Post #4 |
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The cougar that dwelled within Tore had detected that this new customer was a few rungs lower on the food chain. However the man barely took notice, only acknowledging the fact that she was a lycanthrope and not just some ordinary human like the two indecisive girls were. Tore was not the predatory type, at least not in the animal kingdom sense. He did enjoy hunting other things though; 'things' with long legs, big breasts and tight asses. He was a guy after all. So to say the least, the rodent-like smell barely phased him as he watched the woman in front of him flip through the binder. Tore was well aware that it was small, but hoped that in time it would grow. There were still designs on his own arms, which were bare at the moment due to the black wife-beater he wore, that he still needed to line out. A little easier said than done though considering his entire left arm was inked, from right at the shoulder all the way down to his wrist. "Yeah, here I brought it with me." It seemed Tore had a bit of patience left as he waited for the woman to flip through her cell phone to find the image before it was finally placed on the counter in front of him. Leaning forward a bit more, he took the phone in both hands and peered closely at it to get a good look. That was before he was distracted by the woman hiking her skirt to expose her thigh to him, "So I'm thinking that rat around here and linking it with the gun, or on my shin if you don't think you can make it fit together with the rest of stuff up here." The cougar nodded, looking between the gun already there and the image of the rat on the phone, "It's doable. Looks like you're a pro at this?" He smirked up at her before taking a step back to pull out the materials he needed to do a sketch. Somehow doodling all his life had actually paid off. The comment directed to the two girls who were finally on their way out pulled a snort from the man, "In here for a fuckin' hour. Can you believe that?" With a shake of his head before he paused at her remark regarding inking her thigh. The smirk lingered a bit longer as he looked to her, "No problem with your thigh. If you're gonna get a tat, you might as well get it where you want it right? You're the one paying. Besides, one of my first customers was tattooing some dudes hairy ass. Talk about unpleasant and difficult." Edited by Salvatore dos Santos, Feb 6 2009, 02:18 PM.
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| Mai Tai | Feb 6 2009, 06:36 PM Post #5 |
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The binder might not have been exploding with pages yet, from what she had looked at it was only a matter of time. As an afterthought, her eyes drifted to the lack of warm bodies inside. Still new, from her understanding, that was to be expected but if business didn't pick up, it wouldn't be long before Pinz n' Needlez was crushed beneath the heel of the more popular tattoo shops. Those that frequented these places, were loyalists, she had observed. Once they had found an artist they liked, they rarely wavered from him/her and the shop they worked in. Mai liked to shop around, believing that having the same person leaving their creative mark on you was like having sex with one person your whole life, boring. "It's doable. Looks like you're a pro at this?" It wasn't the first time she was called a pro at something, but that usually was a response reserved for the end of a good scene followed by a good slap on her ass. She watched him pull out everything he needed to copy the picture on her phone, and stepped away from the desk to wander a little bit. While she took note of the finer details of the shop, her mind was already beginning to churn with ideas. "I thinks it's more that I know what I like and want. I wish I had more room on my back, I think that's been my favorite place so far." "In here for a fuckin' hour. Can you believe that?" Oh, she could easily believe it. She returned to the desk, casually leaning against it before nodding. "That doesn't surprise me, I see those kind of girls all the fucking time. They are those girls that make wide circles around the dildo aisle, never making direct eye contact with the merchandise for a good hour before they swoop down and grab something that looks safe." She finally laughed, as if he was just another one of her friends. " Or better yet they are closet freaky bitches and grab the biggest dick they can find, and take it to the counter mortified. I mean really, you have to be proud of yourself if you can stuff yourself with something like that. Those chicks looked like the type too, probably too shy to show you their tits, for you to shove some metal through them. She had shrugged her shoulders then, he didn't strike her as the type to feel uncomfortable talking about a woman's best friend but she also found herself not caring. Watching him work for awhile, she let a small amount of silence pass between them. She didn't find it one of those akward silences, because she never allowed herself to feel that way in general. At the mention of a hairy ass, she snickered, "I should get something on my ass. I'll come back, you can look if you want but I promise my ass isn't hairy at all." She had winked, just natural habit she supposed. Edited by Mai Tai, Feb 6 2009, 06:38 PM.
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| Salvatore dos Santos | Feb 7 2009, 01:42 PM Post #6 |
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The task of sketching out the rat was not as easy as it might have seemed, though Tore's only real complaint was that the image was small but at least he had a keen enough eye to make out the details. With eyes on the paper, the cougar listened as the woman moved about the room. Normally he was not so desperate for conversation but considering how dull the day had been thus far he needed something to keep him from going crazy. Tore was not exactly the type to sit around in silence all day. "That doesn't surprise me, I see those kind of girls all the fucking time. They are those girls that make wide circles around the dildo aisle, never making direct eye contact with the merchandise for a good hour before they swoop down and grab something that looks safe." Besides, it was not every day you had a conversation turn the way it had just then. It was enough for Tore to glance up from the partially complete sketch to regard the woman before he snorted out a small laugh. Definitely unusual but then perhaps it was just the utter boredom of the day that had dulled his normal sense of perversion. "Or better yet they are closet freaky bitches and grab the biggest dick they can find, and take it to the counter mortified. I mean really, you have to be proud of yourself if you can stuff yourself with something like that. Those chicks looked like the type too, probably too shy to show you their tits, for you to shove some metal through them." It was enough for Tore to stop and just start laughing while still leaning over the counter, "Work in a cock shop or do you just have shitty luck runnin' into those types of girls?" Tore was curious, he had to admit. It was perhaps one of the most random conversations he had since coming to Paris, not to mention while he was sober. With a grin on his face, he continued the sketch; being mindful of the gun that the rat would need to be around and attached to. With any luck once the stencil was placed on her thigh it would align perfectly with the gun. After a few minutes the paper was turned about for him to add a few more touches and a smirk crept over his lips at her mention of ass, "I'd be willing to put money on that." His head lifted a little to glance up at her, "Smooth as a baby's behind?" Once he was satisfied with the sketch, Tore pushed himself up from where he had been leaning heavily on the counter. Spinning the sketch around with his hand, he pushed it forward, "How's that? |
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| Mai Tai | Feb 7 2009, 05:47 PM Post #7 |
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She had quickly become lost in her own thoughts, he had given her the fuel to set her imagination on fire. Now she was wondering, just what would look best inked across her butt cheeks. She didn't want the entire thing covers, maybe something that only partially twisted from her back down to her leg to hook into the tattoos on her thigh. If she could think of an image, all she had to do was ask his opinion on it, that was if she remembered it later. "Work in a cock shop or do you just have shitty luck runnin' into those types of girls?" Of course, he hadn't instantly recognized her the moment she walked in, so it was no surprise when he asked what she did for work. She got the impression, he was more of a hands on sort of guy, instead of a sitting back and watching the show. Maybe he didn't enjoy porn, but that seemed unlikely. Who didn't enjoy porn? She supposed indirectly she could have worked in what he called a cock shop, she did after all fill it's shelf with quality films. However, she had never been bashful about anything in her life, and wasn't about to start now. "I'd probably kill myself from boredom if that was the case. I'm in the Adult Film business." Since he hadn't recognized her, she had to wonder if he was one of those guys that watched the "safe" sort of porn. What a complete let down that would have been. "I do a lot of fetish modeling now too because of my look. Just had a book come out with some the cooler pictures I've done in it." Was she bragging? Maybe, but she didn't see it that way. She was simply someone that took a lot of pride in her work. She never saw a problem with that sort of pride. She had to smile, at mention of her own ass again, after all she had openly invited him to have good look if he wanted. "Hell yeah man, as far as asses go, mine's pretty supreme." Now that, was simply bragging. When he pushed the sketch toward her side of the desk, she picked it up to look at it better. Eyes moved over the image, like a fine toothed comb, taking in every detail. Finally she pulled her skirt up again, gently moving the paper over the area where it would go on her thigh. Already nodding her approval, she slid the paper back toward him. "Yeah, that's perfect. Let's go with it." |
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| Salvatore dos Santos | Feb 8 2009, 03:26 PM Post #8 |
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"I'd probably kill myself from boredom if that was the case. I'm in the Adult Film business." "Wow, no shit?" The cougar was a bit surprised to hear that the woman currently perusing his shop was actually in the porno business. It was that realization that made him look at the woman a bit more closely. While Tore was not an avid porn watcher, since he vastly preferred the real thing and experiencing it for himself, he was no stranger to them either. Now he was raking his brain to figure out if he had actually watched anything with her in it. "I do a lot of fetish modeling now too because of my look. Just had a book come out with some the cooler pictures I've done in it." Damn. Now he was beginning to wonder if he looked stupid for not recognizing the woman. Though in his defense there was a lot of porn out there and a lot of fetish models. Not to mention it was not something that Tore actively persued. But he was never opposed if anything freaky and sexual came his way. He liked to think he was rather open minded about things and really, sex was a no brainer. Grinning at the comment regarding her ass, "I'd have to agree." The fact that she was in adult films and a model only tempted the man to allow his mind to wander to what she looked like naked or even something more revealing. Of course when she came over to place the sketch on her thigh, her skirt once more lifted, Tore had no problem with the naked and fantasized images that popped up in his head. "Excellent. I'm guessing you have plenty of time to get it done today then?" Even before she had really answered him, the cougar had pushed himself away from the counter. A short walk over to his station, he began to prep. He had a good feeling that she might want to get started, even if there was a possibility that she would not have enough time. |
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| Mai Tai | Feb 8 2009, 08:09 PM Post #9 |
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It really didn't matter to her if he knew her "body of work" or not. She was one starlette among many in a very large night sky. While she loved fame and wouldn't mind continuing on the path of glory in the name of screwing, she wasn't completely ungrateful for everything she already had. It would have been pretty self centered of her to assume he knew her. "Yeah, that's why I'm in Paris actually. A friend of mine, decided to open his studio here instead of back in L.A. I used to do all that boring typical stuff that's all over the place but I got pushed out from that scene. Too many tattoos, hair colors, stupid shit like that." Without even asking, she plucked up the pen on the desk, pulling one of the store's business cards from it's little holder and flipped it over and began scribbling on it. When she was done, she recapped the pen letting it fall back to the desk, wherever it pleased. Sliding the turned over business card over to his side with a slight grin. "Put the address to my website there and the pin number for a guest pass. Check it out if you want." When her phone rang, she sighed heavily picking it up to stare at the screen. Absently, she offered, "Yeah, I've got all the time in the world today. Excuse me though, have to take this or she will flip her shit." Her thumb found the right button, and with a roll of her eyes she held the phone for a moment away from her ear. The voice on the other end was loud, loud enough for anyone to realize it was female and she wasn't speaking English or French. Finally bringing the phone to ear, she spoke. "Mom, relax. This is why I wish you wouldn't go to my website. It's not a stalker, just a fan. I'm fine." When it was apparent that she was pretending to be attentive to her mother on the other end, she moved in his direction. Just enough for her to watch what he was doing without getting in his way. All the while, she added the typical responses here and there to indicate she was still listening. "I'm at a new tattoo place. Yeah, I'm getting one. On my thigh." Sometime during the game of twenty questions she had looked away from what he was doing, her eyes staring at nothing in particular. Now, she was looking at him again. "It's a guy doing it. Yeah, I'm wearing panties..." It never ceased to amaze her, how her mother could worry about her daughter wearing panties so people wouldn't get a peek at anything they shouldn't have, when she made being naked a living. When she was finally able to hang up, she shook her head."Yeah, so my mom's this little crazy Vietanames woman that is worried if my tattoo guy is getting a glimpse of the goods." Despite how much she loved her mother, she had always thought she was just a little bit off. She had only called last week to tell her that she didn't want her bathroom time being put on the website, but apparently the rest of her private life was fine to film. Shrugging her thoughts aside, she grinned "Ready for me?" |
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| Salvatore dos Santos | Feb 9 2009, 05:20 AM Post #10 |
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At least she had a legitimate reason for being in Paris since it was part of her work. Tore on the other hand was not a big fan of the City of Lights and would have much preferred back to be back home in America. Still, it was nice to talk to someone who actually was from the United States. Too many times, after a day of dealing with snooty French or spending forever trying to understand what they hell they were saying, well it was a wonder Tore had not flipped his lid by now. With his head tilted her direction, he watched as she scribbled down something on one of his business cards before it was pushed his direction. Side stepping a few, he peered down at it before a smirk appeared on his face when she explained it was her website address and a pass to get in, "MaiTai huh? Like the drink or somethin'?" The comment was mostly said to himself as about that time her phone rang, but at least she confirmed she had time to stay and get the tattoo before the conversation took her attention. While Tore did not care too much about wearing gloves and all that, his grandmother had stood her ground on making him get licensed and go through all the protocol to make sure his place was sanitary. Tore had argued that he would be fine since he was a lycanthrope, she had to point out that he would be doing work on humans as well. So it had become routine for him to go through the steps to make sure everything was clean. He also had to make sure he grabbed the correct inks that were made especially for lycans. "Mom, relax. This is why I wish you wouldn't go to my website. It's not a stalker, just a fan. I'm fine." Tore's brows rose, not able to help the fact that he could hear her, but more surprised and even amused at the thought of a porn star having their mother worrying about them, "I'm at a new tattoo place. Yeah, I'm getting one. On my thigh ... It's a guy doing it. Yeah, I'm wearing panties..." The cougar could not control the snicker that suddenly escaped him, covering his nose to try and hide it after the fact. A grin was painted on his face as he continued on to load the tattoo gun and finish up his prep; just in time as the wererat ended her call. "Wow... that's some serious hang wringing." He quipped as soon as she was off and had explained her mother, "She does know you're in porno right? And yeah, I'm ready. Come on over and get comfortable." Tore rubbed a hand over his face, as if trying to wipe off the smirk on his face. To say the least the phone conversation he had overheard was fucking funny and there was just no hiding it. |
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| Mai Tai | Feb 9 2009, 08:38 AM Post #11 |
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While she had been many things in her youth, a slacker in her school work had not been one of them. It was true, she was often the social outcast amongst her peers, and often didn't apply herself enough as far as her teachers were concerned. However, she did always seem to have a better understanding of the material than the kids that studied all of the time. If only she had bothered to do all the assignments given to her, she might have very well pulled off straight A's. Her choice in taking French as a language in High School had nothing to do with, a desire or love for France, or any big dreams to travel there. It was just a well known fact that at the end four years, you got to go to some awesome French place with the class. At least, that's what everyone had told her. She hadn't found anything really awesome about the food, and wished she had taken Spanish class instead, you couldn't go wrong with a fucking taco. Now though, she was glad she had wasted all that time. Her French was rusty but she understood most of it, and while she probably butchered the language to hell at times, it was better than nothing. She got by, and that's all that mattered. Despite being in France, she almost made it habit to speak English first to someone she met, testing the waters she supposed. If they could speak English, fucking awesome. If not, she'd go back to spouting the language of Pepe Le Pew and baggets. Impishly she grinned, "Everyone wants a taste of the Mai Tai. It used to be on the welcome page of the site. I don't know, it's like an unwritten law or something to have a clever name for the credits." Sure, it wasn't a Miso Horney, Fook Mi and Fook Yu but it got the job done. Anything was better than Asian 1. Getting new ink excited her, like a kid at Christmas she watched him prep his area. She had lost interest in clean environments since her infection, or rather it was no longer something she actively searched for when looking for someone to ink her up. Usually it was more important to her that they could actually tattoo her in the first place. Now, as she watched him pull on the gloves, she couldn't help but blink. She nodded her head in the direction of the gloves now on his hands as she took a seat. "Am I getting a free pap smear with my tattoo today too?" She shifted enough to make herself comfortable for the long haul. Obviously not bashful at this point, she simply pulled up her ruffled skirt so he had enough space to work. "Oh yeah, she knows. In fact, she probably visits my site more than my fans do, just to keep tabs on me. Love her to death but like I said she's such a fucking weirdo. My parents have always been supportive of me getting nailed on camera but I don't know, they get embarressed at the thought of me wearing no panties in public and someone getting a look. Yeah, I don't know how that makes any sense either." |
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| Salvatore dos Santos | Feb 9 2009, 11:56 AM Post #12 |
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"Interesting name and even better slogan." Definitely the sort of thing that would peak his curious and even then Tore's thoughts were not clean. His mind was already in the gutter thanks to learning that she was in the porn industry to begin with (though it is not like his mind is there 90% of the time to begin with). But the slogan only worsened what was on his mind. As he waited for her to take a seat and get comfortable, Tore felt more like he was about to perform surgery than simply give someone a tattoo. The gloves were definitely the culprit and cause for him to think that way. When he noticed the funny look on her face, a brow was raised before the woman spoke up, "Am I getting a free pap smear with my tattoo today too?" Tore blinked and then glanced down at his latex covered hands, "Depends on how much you tip." Despite the temporary confusion, the male was quick to retort before he went on to explain, "Habit actually. With regular people comin' in here too they kinda expect it. Hell I've even had an uptight jaguar come in and got all huffy when I didn't put a glove on. Go figure." He shrugged before he started to peel them off, "But if you don't give a shit, then neither do I." The gloves were tossed aside, one landing in the nearby trash can while the other flopped uselessly to the floor beside it. Pulling a rolling stool forward, Tore dropped down on it before he scooted close to the offered thigh to begin applying the stencil. "I don't know if that's a good or bad thing... your mom being your biggest fan. Personally, I'd go nuts... 'course my gram is over here too and a bit of a pain." Not to mention she was the whole reason he was in France to begin with. With his head tilted to the side, he worked on the stencil though given the vantage point he had, the cougar's eyes began to wander a little, "So, you're name is Mai Tai then? Did your parents give you that name?" The question was spoken almost absently. |
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| Mai Tai | Feb 9 2009, 07:27 PM Post #13 |
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She made it a point to look at the shop from her new position. A lot of places only looked good from one direction, or only bothered to make one area of their shop pleasing to look at. So far, this place hadn't dissapointed her, it continued to hold her interest no matter where she moved inside it. She wasn't even sure if the shop had more artists, but she had already decided to like this guy the moment he cursed. It had a great atmosphere, despite the lack of bodies. She'd help with that, maybe give the place a plug on her blog or something. "Depends on how much you tip." "That depends on what you are doing after this." She'd ask, a hand wrapped around her phone. It was such a casual invitation to... just about anything really, she hadn't even bothered to look away from her camera screen. Instead, she was busy taking a few pictures of the shop itself and the portion of her thigh that hadn't been inked yet. Moving the her arm, she paused looking at Tore through the screen of her phone, taking a picture. Satisfied she had enough pre-rat photos, she let her arm rest again."Don't fucking mind me, I'll probably put some pictures up of you doing the deed on my thigh." Watching him peel the gloves off and discard them she grinned, "I'll do my my best to keep the huffing down to a minimum but you probably already noticed I'm sort of laid back anyway." "I don't know if that's a good or bad thing... your mom being your biggest fan. Personally, I'd go nuts... 'course my gram is over here too and a bit of a pain." She wasn't sure if it was a good or bad thing either. It was just, something. "Yeah, we live so far away from one another now, the only way she is going to get material to bitch about is through the site . Does she cook for you sometimes? I don't know about your grandma but mine, I could almost forgive anything if she cooked for me from time to time. It's fucking awesome." "So, your name is Mai Tai then? Did your parents give you that name?" She hadn't answered right away, instead she seemed happily preoccupied with watching what he was doing. Grabbing the phone again, she took few pictures before setting it back down. " It's actually Kim Phan Tai Mai but that's a fucking mouthful and backwards because that's the way they roll in Vietnam. When we moved to America we just shortened it, dropping my mom's maiden name. A lot of people do that or they get an English first name. I don't know, I think having a name like Mary Kim or Susan Kim or whatever else would have been nothing short of lame. What about you? I don't think I saw it on the business card." Edited by Mai Tai, Feb 9 2009, 07:28 PM.
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| Salvatore dos Santos | Feb 11 2009, 01:17 PM Post #14 |
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"After this I'm probably gonna toss the close sign and get the fuck outta here. Been cooped up in here all day and couple more hours of chicken-shit teenagers comin' in and not gettin' tats are gonna drive me batty." Tore was not exactly use to working and had rather enjoyed his carefree lifestyle of nothing but booze, drugs and sex. Course working now did not really stop him from partaking in those things. It was mostly just waking up at a decent hour that sucked. An eyebrow was raised when he noticed her still using her phone and looked like she was taking pictures as the cell was moved about. Tore simply shrugged as she informed him that she was just taking pictures of what he was doing, "Don't mind at all and yeah, I don't give a shit much myself either. Definitely need more laid back customers in here." The stencil was nearly finished and soon he would be able to start the actual ink job as he continued to listen to Mai explain the situation with her mother, "My gram is busy most of the time, taking care of kids and doing the whole nurse thing. Besides, the less she sees of me is probably a good thing and vice versa. She drug my ass over here to begin with." "It's actually Kim Phan Tai Mai but that's a fucking mouthful and backwards because that's the way they roll in Vietnam. When we moved to America we just shortened it, dropping my mom's maiden name. A lot of people do that or they get an English first name. I don't know, I think having a name like Mary Kim or Susan Kim or whatever else would have been nothing short of lame. What about you? I don't think I saw it on the business card." Whistling at the name, Tore took the stencil away to see how it looked and found it turned out rather well as it was easier to see how the rat and gun were linked, "Salvatore dos Santos... can call me Tore though. Not nearly as big of a mouthful as yours but I shortened it anyway." Leaning back, he twisted around to grab the tattoo gun before he scooted in close once again, "Ready for the fun part?" He smirked before it was turned on and he settled in for the long task ahead. |
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| Mai Tai | Feb 12 2009, 12:24 AM Post #15 |
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"After this I'm probably gonna toss the close sign and get the fuck outta here. Been cooped up in here all day and couple more hours of chicken-shit teenagers comin' in and not gettin' tats are gonna drive me batty." Subtlety had never been her strong point, in fact she couldn't remember a time she had ever placed hints leading up to something. Hinting always seemed a waste of time, and a lot of work that she was never really willing to put in. She didn't do complicated, keeping things as simple as possible so far had kept everything in black or white. "Cool, here's what I'm thinking. We should get something to drink, maybe something to eat. Possibly have some sex on my pirate ship. Yeah, I really mean a pirate ship too." She was sure this wasn't exactly what her mother had in mind, moments earlier when she tried to make the hint that Mai should ask the "gentleman doing the tattoo" on a date after. Oh well, shit happens. "I think I can help you out with the lack of flesh in here. I need to get some new pictures done, I could do the photoshoot here. You know, I think you should be in them too. Slap some store logos on those babies and I think it would be golden. Or maybe doing a scene in here..." For a moment, her eyes drifted over him, picking up her phone again she began taking a few more pictures. "I already plan on plugging the place on my site anyway. Might be great to see the man behind the place in action. Up to you of course." Not only had she proposed having casual sex with him, she was now opening the floor for proffessional work as well. Her mother would be mortified, when she told later. She had never specified how Mai should have asked him out. It wasn't a big deal, if he declined going out with her later, or even the idea of her helping to bring him a little extra business, it wasn't any sweat off her back. Just as casually as she had introduced the taboo topic of sex with a stranger, she seemed to slip back into the rest of their conversation. ""My gram is busy most of the time, taking care of kids and doing the whole nurse thing. Besides, the less she sees of me is probably a good thing and vice versa. She drug my ass over here to begin with." "Did you ever think about going back? I thought about moving back briefly. I know for my own part though, I have a better audience over here than I do America." Europe was a melting pot for freaky shit. Sure, she had chosen Paris by way of dart board with different cities taped over portions of it, but the city was perfect for her needs. Grabbing up her phone again, she took a picture of Tore with the gun in his hand and she smiled. Her little furball reacted immediatly, bathing in her excitement. She had suddenly turned into a child at Christmas at the very thought of another tattoo. "Yeah, don't be gentle either." |
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| Salvatore dos Santos | Feb 14 2009, 03:06 PM Post #16 |
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"Cool, here's what I'm thinking. We should get something to drink, maybe something to eat. Possibly have some sex on my pirate ship. Yeah, I really mean a pirate ship too." It really had not so much been the mention of sex that had made the werecougar pause but more the mention of a pirate ship. Well, who was he kidding the sex part had caught his attention as well. But what the hell did she mean a pirate ship? To say the least she definitely had Tore's attention and his curiosity had perked despite not really knowing what she meant. "I could go for all three and I don't give a fuck in what order really. But what the fuck do you mean by a pirate ship? Or is it some messed up French slang I don't understand?" With a smirk on his face, the cougar returned to the task at hand while not paying much mind to her as she moved the phone about to undoubtedly take more pictures. Even when she had said that she would put them on her site, Tore had not really given it much thought. At least not until Mai mentioned helping him out with some advertising. Only then did it really click. Duh -- of course porn drew attention and advertising, "Well I don't think I could say no to an offer like that." He glanced up at her with a devilish glint in his eye, "Never thought I'd see myself on a porn site. At least not knowingly." At first he did not answer her question regarding whether or not he would go back. It was a touchy issue and instead decided to contemplate whether or not to answer at all. In the meantime he 'posed,' though briefly, for the picture of him and the tattoo gun before he leaned forward and go comfortable (not to mention up close and personal with her thigh). The buzz of the gun came to life as the needles were applied to her flesh and began to embed the ink in her skin. After a prolonged silence he finally spoke, "All the time I think about it... going home. But I pissed off some other cougars back home and they got it out for me. Kinda happens when you screw around repeatedly with someone elses wife... not my fault she wanted it." |
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| Mai Tai | Feb 15 2009, 08:24 PM Post #17 |
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"I could go for all three and I don't give a fuck in what order really. But what the fuck do you mean by a pirate ship? Or is it some messed up French slang I don't understand?" She had to explain the pirate ship before. It was one of the many strange things in her life, she never really thought about. It wasn't that it was hard to explain, but like many other world wonders, you had to see it for yourself to fully appreciate it's glory. It hadn't ever occured to her that he could have rejected her offer entirely. She had simply accepted that he would be going home with her tonight, and he would see the ship. A nasty habit of hers really. A little laughter later, and she found herself unable to keep the amusement from clearly writing itself on her face. Already her mind turned over the possibilites for a pirate ship becoming French slang. Without a doubt, it had to have pirate costumes. "It's actually the remains of a set we used to have at the studio. I had it taken apart and assembled again when I got a place of my own. It's basically a raised platform made to look like the front of a ship, and my bed is on the deck. There is even a mast to chain someone to. It's fucking awesome. I still have the costumes for that movie, so you can be my lusty wench if you like." Winking, she tried to suppress her own laughter this time, and failed. Of course, she wasn't entirely serious that he should dress up but the picture in her mind was almost priceless. With a smile, "Maybe if you're nice, I'll let you be the Cap'n." In reality, getting people to fill this place wouldn't be difficult. She didn't even have to provide pictures(Or possibly even videos) to sell it, she only need to tell people that the entire place(owner included) got her panties damp. Men might come to have ink done possibly on the same chair Mai had gotten wet on and women would come to have Tore touch them. Or vice versa, either way pervs were pervs and it really didn't matter what little fantasy would bring them in, as long as they came in, sat down, and got inked. "Who knows, maybe you'll be in my next movie." She finally settled back again the moment the needles began entering her flesh. She offered a sigh, the kind often reserved for the first few touches of a sensual massage and closed her eyes. He seemed to avoid her other question, about returning home. Despite what some people close to her might say, she didn't force everything out of everyone. If he didn't want to talk about it, that was alright. Her heart wouldn't break from not being told. When he had finally spoken again, she opened one eye to stare down at him before opening the other. "All the time I think about it... going home. But I pissed off some other cougars back home and they got it out for me. Kinda happens when you screw around repeatedly with someone elses wife... not my fault she wanted it." If he was defending himself, he really needn't bother to her. It was a no brainer really. "Of course she wanted it, she was married. Everyone knows sex stops after that." Shrugging her shoulders she continued, "I can understand the anger though, I get angry when people screw around on me. I do think that's the wrong way to go about it though, takes two to do the deed so you shouldn't be catching all the shit for it." "It would be a fucking shame if you do decide to go back though. I've got the rest of my leg that needs to be done." |
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| Salvatore dos Santos | Feb 18 2009, 02:20 AM Post #18 |
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The mention of a pirate ship was definitely at the top of the list of strange things Tore had heard. So while he glanced up at her curiously, he could only imagine if she literally meant a pirate ship or maybe it wasn't French slang. Maybe it was porn slang. What the hell could a pirate ship mean in sex? Wanna walk the plank maybe? He considered the idea with a slight tilt of his head. "It's actually the remains of a set we used to have at the studio. I had it taken apart and assembled again when I got a place of my own. It's basically a raised platform made to look like the front of a ship, and my bed is on the deck. There is even a mast to chain someone to. It's fucking awesome. I still have the costumes for that movie, so you can be my lusty wench if you like. Maybe if you're nice, I'll let you be the Cap'n." The cougar snorted. Well at least that explanation made more sense to him as he imagined how it must look, not to mention what naughty things were done there. Of course the close up view of her thigh did little to not encourage those thoughts, "Now why do I think you'd like me to be bad... not 'good?' 'Sides I wouldn't be caught dead dressed up a lusty wench. Lusty cap'n I can do." He grinned at her as the needles were placed against her skin. Upon hearing her sigh, Tore knew that she was enjoying this a bit more than the other customers that he had dealt with. Not that he had any problem with that at all. Really it only made him more horny for what was to come. When the conversation had settled upon why he had left the United States, he nodded a bit as Mai gave her own take of the situation, "Yeah well... I don't know how many werecougars you know, but they are a bunch of territorial shits and get their dicks in a knot if someone touches their 'mates.' I'd think they fuckin' piss on everything if someone let 'em. Me? I personally don't give a shit." He smirked once again, "You don't have anything to worry about, at this rate I figure I'll be in Paris for a long ass time." |
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| Mai Tai | Feb 18 2009, 02:59 PM Post #19 |
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There were very few men in Mai's life that she couldn't easily push around into doing what she wanted. It wasn't to say they were wimps, they simply couldn't withstand her own steadfast determination. She openly admitted, she was too much sometimes. It was just her personality, you either liked it or didn't. You either went along for the ride, or you stayed your ass behind. There usually wasn't any middle ground. She rarely allowed anyone to have control of things. However, she was becoming quickly aware, that Tore wasn't a pushover. In fact, he might very well make her bend here and there. That might be refreshing. Maybe. "Now why do I think you'd like me to be bad... not 'good?' 'Sides I wouldn't be caught dead dressed up a lusty wench. Lusty cap'n I can do." Case in point; nobody had yet gotten to be the good Cap on her pirate ship. Nobody had yet had that honor, but for the guy now making needle love to her thigh, she found herself oddly okay with passing the feather hat over. Tore seemed like a man that could handle the responsibilty, but she'd find out for herself soon enough. The lusty wench, an entirely new role to play but not one completely unfamiliar to her. After all, wasn't it just a reflection of her life in general? Laughter played on her lips, and she forced herself to check it, not wanting to move and have her ink job fucked. "It's okay, you can be the Cap'n tonight, I don't think you'd make a hot wench anyway." "Yeah well... I don't know how many werecougars you know, but they are a bunch of territorial shits and get their dicks in a knot if someone touches their 'mates.' I'd think they fuckin' piss on everything if someone let 'em. Me? I personally don't give a shit." The fact of the matter was, she didn't know a lot of other preternaturals. As far as cougars were concerned, she only ever met one before today, and she hadn't heard a peep out of him since she came to Paris. While, she fully believed Damien capable of pissing on everything, she was pretty sure it wasn't for the same reason. He like Tore, just didn't give a piss about the politics behind the infection. She respected that. "I've only met one before, when I was living in the states. He pretty much had the same thoughts as you." Now that she really thought about it, it seemed most of the people she came in contact with infected by Lycanthropy were something other than Rat. Not that it mattered, even if the city was crawling with them, she'd still be the same ol Mai. Not even the big cheese of Ratland could change that. She picked up her phone, and began taking more pictures. It looked nearly done, but it was hard to tell. |
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| Salvatore dos Santos | Feb 20 2009, 02:34 PM Post #20 |
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The tattoo was coming along nicely and was nearly complete. Somehow the time had passed much quicker than Tore had realized. Perhaps it was partially due to the conversation that he had been having with his wererat customer the entire time. Not to mention the fact that it was interesting conversation. Most definitely a plus in the cougar's book and it helped pass the time. Somehow it made concentrating easier for him as well. Just letting his thoughts melt away as he bantered with a complete stranger. "It's okay, you can be the Cap'n tonight, I don't think you'd make a hot wench anyway." A grin flashed on the cougar's face, "Glad you think so. I don't think I have the fuckin' hips for it." The mention of tonight stirred more thoughts of what could be at her place. The pirate ship was probably the only tip of the iceberg. Or at least that was the feeling that Tore had. He supposed he would just have to wait and see though. "I've only met one before, when I was living in the states. He pretty much had the same thoughts as you." The finishing touches of the tattoo were being applied, which gave him a moment to glance up at her, "Oh yeah? Huh, need more cougars like him then. The women are hot as hell but all the guys seem to have ten fuckin' sticks shoved up their ass." Lowering his head again, Tore continued to move the needles over her skin to finish up the rat that was now wrapped about the gun. With a smirk on his face, he finally leaned back all the way and pushed himself away a bit to grab a mirror for her. "Check it out. Not too fuckin' bad if I don't say so myself." Not that Tore was one to brag, at least about his own abilities as an artist -- in tats or musically, but he was pretty pleased with the outcome. |
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