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I have always been my parent?s*perfect little girl,*and I feel like it?s time for a change. I*want things*to be different. I just turned seventeen and I?m ready to spread my wings, so to speak. I've been debating this for the last six months, and I?m ready for it.* I stroll down the street, repeating the same thing in my head, encouraging myself. ?You can do this,? again and again, almost like a broken record. I step up to the tattoo shop and shiver slightly, suddenly afraid to push the doors open. I look into the shop, and someone spots me. I think to myself, it?s now or never. I push open the doors and smile at the tall, burly looking man behind the counter.* ?Good morning, how can I help you??*His voice is husky, almost mean sounding, only making me all the more nervous.* ?I-I want to get a tattoo.?* ?You?re in the right place for it then? ID, please.?* I feel the butterflies go wild in my stomach. My best friend got me a fake ID a week ago and promised me it would pass. I dig in my purse and hand him it. I feel pale, and faint. He stares at it for what seems like forever, than nods.* ?You know what you want??* ?I do, yes.?* ?Good, he?ll do it in a short bit.?* I look to where the burly man points and see a young man working on someone else. I nod again, and sit down. I pick up one of the many tattoo books, flicking through it. I?m not even looking at the work, but want something to distract myself with. Another twenty minutes pass before I hear my name.* ?Um, Missy??* I look up, and see the tallest man I have ever seen in my life, tower over me. He probably isn't as tall as I think, I?m just scared. But, boy is he gorgeous. He has the darkest skin I have ever seen, it looks like dark chocolate. He has the brownest eyes, they almost look like root beer balls. You know, like the candy? I bite my bottom lip and shiver.* ?Yes, that?s me.?* ?I?m Tig, I?ll be doing you?re tattoo.?* ?Okay,? I don?t know what else to say.* ?Come on, this way,?*He says, as he is looking at me a bit funny. I wonder if he knows. I don?t question it and follow him into the back room. It?s clean, really clean. It has a few tattoo chairs, a table, and bunch of mirrors. The walls are plastered with pictures of tattoos, I?m guessing of past costumers. There is music playing down low, Ankara bayan escort rock n roll. I take a deep breath and look up at him.* ?What are we going with, Angel??* ?I want a butterfly,? I whisper lowly.* ?Got ya, hop on up,? he pats the table.* I remove my shirt and climb up on the table, and can see from the mirror he is eyeing my body. I can?t help but blush a little bit. I?m used to boys looking at me, I?m no virgin. I?m just not used to having a grown man looking at me. He catches me watching him through the mirror and turns around.* He sets up what he needs, we stay silent. My heart is pounding hard. I can?t help but bite my bottom lip. I watch him through the mirror still, facing away from him. Once he starts, he rests his hand is so close to my breast. I can?t help but notice how dark he is compared to my creamy white skin.* Finally he breaks the silences, ?how old are you, Angel??* ?I?m, um twenty one. How about you??* ?I?m twenty four.?* ?How long have you been tattooing?? I ask. ?Seven years, mostly private stuff,? he continues to tattoo me, as he answers. ?Is this all you do??*My curious nature taking over, I can feel myself begin to relax. ?Nope.? ?What else do you do?? ?I work on cars,? he says flatly. ?You look like the type.?* ?Yup.?* ?Man of many words,? I can?t help but smile. ?You always talk so much??*He looks up at me for a moment, before going back to tattooing. ?I tend to have a bad habit of it, yes,? I blush. ?Well, with a pretty mouth like yours, you might as well put it to good use.?* Did he really just say that? I feel the red hot blush cover my body, head to toe. I fight the urge to squirm. I keep my eye on him through the mirror and can see him smirking. I know, he knows he has an effect on me.*After another ten minutes he tells me he?s done. I get up and look in the mirror. A very cute, simple but stunning butterfly adorns my ribcage. I thank him, and almost regret that our time is up. When I get home I ring my friend Jill. She?s the one who got me the ID. She squeals and gushes over the fact I did it. I can?t help but feel excited about it even more. We make plans to see each other the next day. I don?t tell her about Tig. I want to keep that part to myself.* I make myself Escort bayan Ankara useful for the rest of the day, going to bed early. I can?t get Tig out of my mind, how hot he is. I can?t help it, even though, I know a man of 24, would never really be into someone who?s just seventeen. I roll over and try and forget about him. However, he?s all I dream about all night. Oh and the dreams I have of him, they should be illegal.* I wake up, almost like I hadn't slept all night. I?m tired, yet so turned on. I feel like I've been teased all night. I guess I sort of have. I?m only am doing it to myself. I throw the blankets off, and jump into the shower. The water feels amazing, and can?t help but start touching myself. I envision what it?d be like if Tig was in the shower with me. What his hands might feel like on me, touching my milky white skin, kissing on my neck, teasing me.* I've only been with two guys before. I have enough knowledge to get by, I suppose. Though neither of them helped much, they just wanted me to just simply please them. That?s one of the reasons I've put guys off for a while, though I could change my mind for Tig. I inwardly sigh knowing that it won?t happen. I put him off my mind, as I get dressed.* Jill shows up about an hour later and we head to the mall, getting new outfits for tonight. She?s in awe of my tattoo and debates on getting one herself. I tease her, and tell her she cried for three hours when she got her ears pierced. She scoffs, and pouts knowing I?m right, but hates I called her out on it. When we?re done shopping, we head back to my place and change.* There is a bon fire partying happening down at the beach, and when we show up, it?s in full swing. Jill gets pulled off by her boyfriend, leaving me to fend for myself. I grab a drink, and get into conversation with a few people I know from school. After about three hours I am about five drinks in, and feel a bit tipsy. I am alone, watching the fire flicker as everyone else does their own thing. I catch a glimpse of Jill sucking face with Todd.* ?A pretty girl like you shouldn't be sitting alone, ever,?*I hear a familiar voice, and I look up. Again it?s like looking up a tall sky scraper.* ?What are you doing here??*I ask, almost a bit Bayan escort Ankara rudely. ?Me and the boys are checking out the party, problem??* ?Ah, um, no??*I stutter over myself, and look back down, like I've been punished.* ?You got room on that log for someone else?? He asks softly.* ?Sure, go head.?* He sits down and I can?t help but smell the freshly showered smell come off him. He smells like heaven.* ?You look beautiful tonight, Angel.?* I blush scarlet red. ?Thank you, Tig.?* ?Not a problem, darling. Why are you all alone??* ?Jill, that?s my best friend, left me to go suck face with her man.?* ?Huh, I hate when that happens, unless I?m the one doing the face sucking,? he teases me with the term I used. I can?t help it, when I see Todd kissing Jill that?s what it looks like. He looks like he can?t kiss to save a life. Poor Jill. I smirk up at Tig, who smiles down at me.* ?And what about you, you said you were here with the boys. Where are they??* ?They are searching for something real to drink. We?re thinking of heading to the pub. Maybe you should come with us, it?ll be fun.?* I curse at myself for not bringing my fake ID. I really want to go with him. I can?t even believe he?s here. I don?t want him to go already. I fiddle with my cup and wish I had something to distract myself.* ?That?s a nice offer, but I, um well I can?t just leave Jill. You know??* ?Awe, she?ll be fine with face sucker. Come on, I?ll get you in. I know the bouncer. Let?s go.?* I laugh at his remark about Todd, and stand up, dusting my dress off.* ?Alright, let me go at least tell Jill, I?m outtie.?* ?Sure thing, Angel.?* I make my way to Jill, and pry her away from Todd long enough to tell her I?m going. She pouts for a minute, telling me I need to find a man. I roll my eyes at her, if she only knew. We hug and I go back to find Tig with a few of his mates.* ?You ready now, Angel??* ?Yes, let?s go.?* He takes my hand, and I feel a surge of warmth between us. I can?t help but blush. I love how soft his hand feels in mine. We head to the pub, that is about two blocks away, and get in with no issues. I?m not sure if it?s the booze already in me or not, but I?m relaxed. It?s a good size pub. The music is loud and thumping. There are enough people in here to make anyone claustrophobic, but I don?t mind. Tig orders us drinks and drags me to the dance floor. We dance to the loudest, mind blowing music. We even attempt to make conversation over the music, which isn't easy. He holds me close, and we dance, as if we've done it all our lives. I?m feeling comfortable with him, and loving it.