For once, we didn't make love on Wednesday night, just cuddled and slept in each other's arms.Thursday evening, Anna cooked and suggested a bottle of ...ine to go with the chicken with all the trimmings she'd prepared. It was excellent and with the alcohol and a happily full stomach I was in a good and relaxed mood. We sat together on the sofa afterwards, listening to a Catrin Finch CD. When Anna's mobile bleeped to indicate she'd got a text, I didn't suspect a thing until she handed me an. “No! I came all the way over here to fix your computer and that iswhat I am going to do. Now, if you don't want to give me your password, thencome with me so we can delete some of the files.” I noticed her eyes focused on her feet. “OK Peter, I will be right there,” she replied meekly. I waited as she finished filling up a pot with water and placed it on thestove. Then she walked past me into the study, me following behind. She stood nextto the computer so I sat down. “What do you want to. I suddenly notice the tingling in my right arm, and as he exits the room, I start unwinding the bandages from the arm. Once I got it off, I was stoked at what I saw. Seems I had got inked up last night, with a full 'sleeve', running from the back of my neck, all the way down to the back of my hand. That was a LOT of fucking ink, surprisingly more than a dude could have taken in one setting. It was basically 'bio-mech', but had lots of torn flesh and b l o o d! I did like the b l o o d dripping. Karen was a real fangirl, and Jewel didn’t seem to mind. They both had champagne. I was driving, so I just took a few sips at the toast and carried a full glass around with me.Karen rode in the back on the way home. She carried most of the conversation because Jewel was tired. When we dropped her off, Karen opened Jewel’s door and leaned in to give her a hug that was a little awkward because of the seat belt. My eyes were drawn to see if the little black dress would manage to keep her breasts.