The Sokolov brothers are everything most girls want. Intimidating, tall, broody, they are everything to lust after. Not that they... particularly care.
They own a tattoo shop, one a tattoo artist, one a piercer. Both are bikers and underlyingly inv...
"He's the best in the state and he's using white ink. It's gonna look fucking cool." She smiled.
"It's like hours of waiting."
"And?"
I sighed.
My mom came into the room and eyed us.
Her fingers moved through my hair as she massaged my scalp.
"Please go. I want peace and quiet." She smiled, her blue eyes crinkling at the corners.
"Your mother and I want adult time."
"Ew. Dad no." I gagged.
"You're 23. You're fine. Leave." My mom squeezed my shoulders.
"Fine."
"Let's get ready." Lia dragged me up the stairs like we were still 8.
"Girl relax."
"Relax? You're telling me to relax? You can't see ink on me I'm so dark. If this white ink works I'm never turning back." She looked through my closet.
"Won't it take a few tries since it is so light?"
"I want to ask him that. Regardless I want the white on the inside of the rose on my back to like make it look 3D. Or would that look stupid?"
"You're better asking the artist than me."
"You should get one."
"Mmm no. I'm a pussy."
"It's alright, honey. Alright here you go."
"Why am I dressing like this?"
"Tattoo shops are filled with fine ass men ready to fuck." She told me.
I nodded.
"And I heard the owners are Russian." She smirked.
"I know you have a thing for Russian accents." She raised her eyebrows.
"That's unnecessary. It's not a thinggg per se."
"Get your sexy ass dressed. If there's a hot piercer chick remind me to get my pussy pierced while we're at it. I'm gonna go change." She winked.
"Pa! How many redbulls did she drink?"
"Fuck you!" She screamed.
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