the captured red hibiscus flower (editing)

goodbye

the tattooing process had began.

        the hours seemed to be delayed and everlasting, the pain of the perminant tattoo had not yet subsided as I had desperatly hoped, the pain only increased with every adgitating movement of the ink injector. I bit down on the nasty socks in my mouth to help endure the pain, Larry's gag was otherwise pointless. how much longer till the tattoo is finished? I questioned.

Then I heard a door open, I turned my head in the direction of the sound. Margret had just walked into the room, her face was priceless. her eyes widened and her mouth dropped. So Larry didn't run this by her, this should be interesting. I smirked as she stomped her way over to Larry

"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING?"

to which Larry laughed "well if you haven't noticed I'm marking her as my property."

she sighed "Larry you should have asked me first! I guess you can't stop now. how much longer?"

nevermind go back to doing watever it was you were doing because you are no help here.

She asked directed towards Mario. He clicked his tounge "hmm 'bout an hour and a half roughly, I got to finish some shading then I'll fill it In with colour." Margret shook her head "alright, I'll get started on dinner. Mario? is it?" Mario chuckled "that's correct."

         Margret smiled and placed her hands on her hips "alright. Mario will you stay for dinner? it's the least I can offer you, I mean you doing Alexis' tattoo for free so dinner is on us." did you just go A.W.O.L on me? I thought you disagreed with the tattoo.

         I turned my head back to the original postion it was in, to prevent my neck from cramping any longer. Mario spoke out in protest "I never agreed to do this for free."

Larry groaned "you are doing this, as a favor to me, if you back out now you'll pay the consequenses." Mario agreed to Larry's condition without hesitation.

"wise choice Mario. now hurry up, I'm getting bored"

"don't you want it coloured in?" Mario asked still working on my tattoo. Larry sighed out annoyed "is it done? or does it need colour" "well it's not nessicarily, it'll just look better." Mario replied. I craned my neck to see what they were doing. Larry rolled his eyes "who cares. just bandage her up and lets go eat." Mario nodded and bandaged my back up. "here. Larry apply this ointment to her open wound tattoo at least twice a day, to help it heal faster. and re- apply bandanges every now and then."

         Larry nodded and then he came to the left side of me, he reached for my opened bra claps I instantly recoiled, but that didn't phase Larry as he calmly clasped them together again. Mario walked into the kicthen and sat down while, Margret served him his food. Larry gently and slowly zipped up the back of my dress, as if to not irritate the tattoo. he then proceeded to uncuff me from the table, he un-tied my legs from the table, and sat me up. I streached glad to be free from my restriants. massaging my sore wrists.

         Larry helped stand me up, and took off the tape from my lips. I spit the sock ball out of my mouth and onto the floor. I really wanted to spit it out into Larry's face but I needed to get on his good side if i wanted this to work. "larry, I'll meet you at the dinner table in five minutes, I just need to use the restroom." I turned to leave but he grabbed me by the arm.

"don't pull any funny business. you hear me?" he threated.

I smiled at him "I won't I promise; just trust me. I always keep my promises." I lied with a conviencing look in my eyes. he sighed and let me go "alright" then he walked in to the kicthen wacthing me as he sat down.