Chapter 63

I smiled so wide it almost hurt Kurt lead us back to a small, private tattooing room. There was a big black chair in the middle and various cabinets filled with supplies lining the walls. Ken threatened Kurt after he told me to remove my shirt and pull my bra strap down, but I just shushed him with a laugh as I took his hand in my own and gave it a thoughtful squeeze. I had to keep reminding myself to breathe deeply and stay calm so I wouldn't squirm in the chair. The sensation wasn't too bad, just more of an annoying sting than anything. Ken sat by my side the entire time - facing my front that is, much to his dismay - smiling and he stroked my hair and cheeks. He constantly told me how good I was doing and would let me squeeze his hands when it became particularly painful. I wasn't sure how much time had passed by the time Kurt was done, but I was more than excited when he offered to take a picture for me before he wrapped it up. I wasn't sure how, but he ma