. You look great," I blurt before I'm aware of it, but it's true: your t-shirt is a hunter green that sets off the highlights in your hair, and tight ...nough so that your breasts strain against the fabric. The jeans hug your curves marvelously. Though I've seen your naked form on the net quite a lot, having you here is an experience I'm realizing I wasn't fully ready for, despite weeks of preparation. A second too late I realize I'm staring, and my gaze snaps back to see you grinning bemusedly. It was like trying to push through a piece of gristle but I pushed hard and it went through, as soon as a hole was made I cleaned the earring she had chosen and fitted it in her ear.I pierced the top of her ear three times in all before the feeling started to return and she looked in the mirror admiring her new golden hoops.I was next and my nerves were jumping I held fresh ice blocks to my right ear lobe again until they started to melt and then Janet sprayed the stuff on and set to workShe. It has to be right the first take. This stuff of shooting over and over -- well, it takes a little music to get it out of my system."Thursdays were still a good day, though, Blake realized. That was the day that the Spearfish Lake Record-Herald arrived by next-day air, and everything came to a screeching halt while Jenny pored through it. Though she still read every word, Blake noticed that she really gave close attention to the real estate ads. "You haven't given up on going back, have you?". They were bold, brash, and muscular, and didn’t care that I couldn’t talk, "Talk is for politicians and fisher-wives," they’d say. I worked until my muscles burned and my hands bled, but I never missed a day.They sang and laughed, and we drank rough cider that burnt my throat and made my head swim. When it wasn't raining, dust-covered everything, including our half-naked bodies that glistened from hard labour and burning sun.Insects buzzed amongst the grime that made the golden air as thick as.