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After another long exhusting day Jen lays down for what she hopes will be a nice long sleep. Though even that gets procrastinated as she struggles to get comfortable and able to just relax. Once this happens, and Jen's eyes start to drift she is totally unaware of what is going to come to her.
It has been years since the last time she had set foot in a tattoo shop, however the day never leaves the back of her mind. Nor does the time before that. Always seeming to have happened just yesterday. The forbidden yet refreshing needle moving along her skin. Always wanting more tattoos, but waiting for money to present the opportunity she waits. This waiting manifesting in the back of her mind.
Jen's thoughts become a dreamy haze and everything around her is gone. Now seeing white walls with random posters and other decorations spread through out. Under her she feels a firm chair that is far from comfortable. Then it hits her brain in a prickling sensation what is happening. Realizing while glancing down that her shirt is missing and she is feeling this wonderful sensation. Letting her eyes close even here Jen takes in a deep breathe. Letting the feeling rush over her body and taking deeper breathes. Smiling is all she can do as the feeling takes over her. The needle moving steadily over her flesh. The invisable non existant hand moving through her hair and caressing her neck. Letting out a sigh as the moment passes and the needle stops.
Jerking awake the needle is gone, the chair is gone. She is still in her bed alone, but with the heat of desire between her legs yerning for more.
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Posted by shuttermom on 2008-07-19 09:20:31 | Rating: | Views: 51
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