We walk into Mad dog's body art You take a hold of my trembling hand are we insane why in the world would we want to inflict ourselves with such terrible pain a girl that looks about twelve asks our names rolls her eyes and scribbles it down on the counter top the yells customers and a hairy young man appears they call him wolf so she says he loves to torture his prey with god awful pain thanks little girl that's exactly what we needed to hear he looks me up and down shrugs and says whatever follow me what do you want he asks poisoning me with very bad breath a tatoo of Iggy you know the cartoon he looks at me and sighs where do you want it wait let me guess on your thigh girls like you always want the tattoo on the thigh that way daddy will never see how bout on the breast he reaches for me and I back away guess not he says no thanks I'll pass if you don't mind I would like you to put it on my ass He runs his fingers through his jet black hair washes his hands and puts on the rubber gloves he laughs out loud follow me girl this way We go into a little room take off your pants and let me take a peak of those kicking curves for observation you see which ass cheek would you like it on I point to the left one the needle goes buzz as it carves into my senitive flesh almost a scraping the bone sound it was kind of scary at first but then i realized it wasnt half bad it was a little hard to sit later on but I'm glad that i did itBirth sign: Aries
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