It was his neighbor, Ms. Kim. He saw the time. 11:43pm. This can’t be good. “Hey, gimme a minute I got a call.” He told Chicken.“Nonono! Aw sh...t! No worries, I’m dead anyway,” came the reply. He muted his headset and slipped it off of his ears, swiping the phone open with his other hand. “Hey, Amy, what’s up? Is everything okay?” They’d swapped numbers the week before after a little more conversation. Just in case. “Hi, Cameron, I’m sorry did I wake you up?” her voice sounded strained. “No, not. Maybe a distraction, she thought as she grabbed her denim jacket and closed the door behind her. She slowly makes her way down a almost deserted street in the town. She sees a ocean blue satin dress modeled by a slim mannequin in a store window. She stops to admire the dress and the memories of the night before. Lost in her own thoughts she never heard the stranger as he walked up behind her. ‘That would look wonderful on you,’ he whispered in her ear as he slowly rubbed her shoulders.. Michael laughed at her, “Oh yea! I want to tell you now, the outline hurts the worse”“Michael, why did you wait till now to tell me that?” She asked.Grinning, he told her, “I waited so you wouldn’t bolt. This way you’re committed. Does it hurt that bad?”The artist started tattooing again as she replied, “Not that much, I just didn’t expect any pain. I guess I never thought about it.”Michael watch Silk as the artist did the outline and saw that she was getting the same feelings as he did and. And Miss Lisa had said that it wouldn’t bother Her at all if I did it in my pants watching Her pose. I can’t remember if I’d said I didn’t have a camera and couldn’t take pics anyway, and She’d said I could just watch Her pose – I think that’s right, I hope so.I was in quite a state the next few days, and my nerves got more and more jangly in anticipation – I was actually going to see, at long last, if I could really believe it, a girl POSE!!!! After 30 years of being a wanker and buying tons.