She could not have imagined herself setting foot inside a tattoo parlor a few weeks ago. It was simply not a place she had any desire or curiosity abo...t. She didn’t have any tattoos, and she wasn’t inclined to get one.This journey had begun for her when she first arrived at Betty’s trailer and saw her nude. She began taking stock of all the ways Betty seemed to revel in her own decadence and sexuality. Betty could be lazy at times and sleep all day. She’d let her kids do whatever they wanted. In my socks I followed. Half way along the corridor was a staircase that led up towards the staff quarters of Matron and the Deputy House Master, Mr Lewis. We went up the stairs and stopped at Matrons door. Mr Henry knocked and then turned and looked at me, fixing me with a stare. I heard footsteps approaching from the other side of the door, which then swung open.“Ah, Mr Henry” she said, and then glanced in my direction. “What can I do for you this morning?”“This “boy”” he said, his voice. He sat across from us and I thought I was going to get grilled. He was built like a true blue-collar laborer, and I found out he was actually a fire-fighter. They were pretty relaxed and relaxing to me though, so we eventually started talking about sexier things. I told them I was primarily addicted to oral sex and oral pleasure. I LOVE eating pussy and kissing and using my mouth on partners, and I told them so and they both smiled at that. She said she usually doesn't get off from being. A few minutes went by -- he wasn't exactly watching the clock. Finally, he heard her say in a small voice, "Jon?" Yes?" You were right." Positive, huh?" Yeah," she replied. "I mean, unless the test is wrong, but I suppose that's just denying the truth, right?"There's a chance, I suppose," he sighed. "But it answers a lot of questions, and it means that you're going to be seeing a doctor tomorrow." Jon, I don't know that I'm ready for this." I don't know that I am, either," he sighed. "But it's.