“Okay sweetie, I need you to slide to the edge of the table and spread your legs for me.” She instructed me. I did what was told of me while she s...t on a small stool in between my legs. “Okay you are going to feel a little pin pricks.” She said as the buzzing of her tattoo gun began.At first it stung like hell, but that I began to kind of like the mixture of pain and the vibrations of her gun. The combine feelings made my clit tingle with excitement.While Christine worked on my tattoo, we. ‘This particular ring is $57,000.’ ‘Fuck.’ Now she was really knocked for a loop. She could curse with the best of them, but geez. ‘If you like this style, we can always find or make something that is better suited to your budget.’ ‘Do you like it, scrumptious?’ he asked as he leaned across the counter. ‘Kendall,’ she corrected as she took a step back. ‘I love all of Taylor’s designs.’ ‘I think I’d like something else,’ he replied, a predatory gleam in his eye as he rounded the end of the case.. A grin had replaced the smirk. "Yeah, yeah, Adam. Knock yourself out." The delivery man hissed, shoving the box into Dr. Weiss's arms and slamming the door. "Hubert's a friend of mine from college." Dr. Weiss said, lowering the cardboard box onto the living room table. "Oh. Where'd you go to school, Doctor?" I asked, grabbing a slice of cheese pizza and sinking my teeth into it. "Yale." He replied. "And call me Adam. Beer?" He offered, holding a brown bottle to my nose. I hesitantly took it,. It wasn't a costume bra with the usual frills and fringes, but rather an everyday bra that women wear.But on Honey it was special. It wasn't really everyday in any sense of the word. Black and sheer, it tried to cover all of her breasts. But there was just too much for it to handle, and there were luscious mounds above the cups.She was still facing me, letting her hips sway provocatively in time to the music as she brought her hands up the sides of her face. For several moments she let her.