-Jasmine-
I stood outside the man who was gonna do our tattoos door with Daney as she did some kind of special knock. The man opened the door and we stepped inside as Daney wrapped 'ha arms around his neck and kissed his ass. I swear this girl is a slut.
"Man Man this my friend Jasmine," Daney introduced us, "and Jasmine this my boyfriend Man Man, he gone be doing our tattoo's."
Man Man held out his hand for me to shake it, "Nice to meet you Jasmine."
I smiled at him being friendly and took his hand, "Same here, I hope you legit, 'cause I don't want a fucked up tattoo."
He laughed at me, walking farther into the house, "Nawl, ian gone fuck 'yo tattoo up, I been doing this shit since I was in diapers."
I looked around at all the pictures that he had drew and I'm not gone lie, they were fly as hell. He led us to his work area where me and Daney looked at some drawings.
"I want this," Daney said, showing me a drawing of a nigga in a mask with a gun in his hand.
Yeah, it was cute, but that's not something I would want on my body, "We gone have to get different tattoo's then bitch 'cause ion want that on me."
"Fuck you too then bitch," She said, flipping me off, rising from her chair, going to get Man Man. "Babe, I want this."
I continued to look for something I wanted as Man Man set up the area he would be doing our tattoo's in. He soon started on Daney's tattoo which was on her thigh while I kept searching for what I wanted, damn man, I couldn't find shit I wanted.
It was about 5 o'clock in the evening when Man Man had finished Daney's tattoo and it really looked good on her, I admit that, now it was my turn. I laid down in the long black chair, pulling my shorts down a little bit and raising up my shirt.
When Man Man finished my tattoo it was late as hell but it was all worth it because my tattoo was beautiful. It was a grey flower that went from the very tip top of my vagina to like right under my breast. It was nothing but pain as I was getting the tattoo, but like I said, it was worth it 'cause it was beautiful.
I got up from the chair and pinned my shirt up because I didn't want that shit rubbing again my tattoo 'cause that shit stung like a bitch when I tried to put my shirt down the first time.
Daney eyed the tattoo, "That's cute bitch, but your missing something."
I starred into the mirror at my tattoo as Man Man put his stuff away, "Huh? What am I missing?"
Daney smirked at me like she was some kind of evil witch, "A belly button piercing."
I shook my head, "Oh hell no, I already been through enough pain for one day, I'm perfectly fine."
Daney got up and ran to me, "Please Jasmine, I promise it don't hurt,"
"Bitch how you know that."
She lifted up her shirt, showing me her piercing, I didn't even know she had that. It was cute though, I guess it wouldn't hurt to get one. "I suppose Man Man don't do piercings too."
Daney jumped up and down, smiling at me hard, "Today is your lucky day."
"Man Man," Daney called out, "Jasmine wants a belly button piercing."
I can't believe this girl talked me into getting a tattoo and a piercing on the same day, from somebody I didn't know.
Man Man came from the back pushing a trey with a belly ring on it, a clamp, a needle, and some alcohol. "Your a thug, a tattoo and a piercing."
I laughed, laying right back down in the black chair. Man Man sat down beside me and opened the alcohol, squeezing it on a cottom ball and rubbing it around my belly button and inside it.
I shivered a bit, "That shit is cold."
Man Man laughed, grabbing the clamp, clamping the top of my belly buttom, moving it around alot, tryna get a good position. "Quit breathing, your making it harder," Man Man joked.
I laughed a bit, then he picked up that needle and I started sweating.
"Are you ready?" Man Man asked me, positioning the needle at my belly button, "All you gonna feel is a little preasure.'
I nodded, breathing in and out, I felt a tiny bit of preasure and when I looked down, the thick needle was through my belly button, hell, the clamp hurt worse than this. I watched as Man Man grabbed the diamond belly ring and placed it directly on the back of the needle, sliding the needle out and the belly ring in. He put the stopper on the belly ring and was done.
"That wasn't so bad," I said getting up from the chair for the last time.
Daney walked over to me from taking a picture of herself, "Your missing something else."
I mushed 'ha ass, laughing, "Bitch no, I'm not missing shit,"
<Jasmine Tattoo In The Picture>
