Everything always seemed somehow to be just a little ‘wrong’. When his customers came into his shop to buy boots, all he could seem to find were h...use slippers, but if a lady came in search of fancy slippers to match a gown then nothing but work boots could be located. Needless to say his business did not thrive, and if it were not for his pitiful small garden he undoubtedly would have been reduced to eating his own shoe leather. A most unappetizing thought! In fact, the entire village he lived. Now she was standing in front of me looking for all the world like she'd just crawled out of bed, there were even traces of that bloody skin cream she puts on her face at night. And she had been brushing her tangled hair as I came through the door. Oh, and her mouth tasted of toothpaste. Not unusual I'll grant you; but Fiona is a creature of habit, she brushes her teeth after she has had her morning shower and her hair was still dry, so she couldn't have showered yet.What to do? That was the. Angel finally decided that she wanted to get these 2 hearts done. 1 on her hip & 1 on her tit.This tattooist is the guy who did the bird on her back & re-did her heart to a rose, etc., so she was familiar with him & liked his work.When we went into the tattoo parlor there were 4 guys there. 1 guy was hertattooist, 1 was his partner who was in the process of tattooing another guyat this time, & the 4th guy was a friend of theirs just visiting & B.S.inwith them.When Angel came in she told her. It was just in the nick of timeas he could hear the footsteps coming towards them as he felt his palmsgrowing sweaty as she worked on his lips."Hey ladies," said a muscular black man gently knocking on the glass."Hey babe," replied Natasha, waving him in as he came right over,kissing her on the lips. "I like that shirt. Someone with some goodtaste must have bought you that." Yeah, she did! And nice to see you, Felicity." Reggie was squeezing herass and then turned towards Felix. "I always look.