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hopped up from the bed and gazed at herself in the closet door mirror. Her face lit up with a huge toothy grin. It made her look more natural. I cleaned up my equipment and changed my needle, getting ready for the asshole onslaught. I was actually surprised no one had come barging in yet.
    “Put this over the tattoo,” I said, handing her a tube of ointment.
    She slathered it on the raw skin, standing in front of me in her G-string. When she was done, she crawled onto the bed next to me. My eyes widened, and I leaned away.
    “How can I repay you?” she asked in a husky voice, running her finger down my arm.
    “It’s on the house.”
    “No, I don’t feel right about that.” Her hand slipped down my thigh and glided up over my growing cock. Okay. I wasn’t expecting that. She dug her fingers into the folds of my jeans, looking for the zipper. I watched her breasts jiggle under her tiny shirt. Was this really going down right now?
    Going down was exactly what happened. The girl slid to her knees on the floor in front of me and unzipped my pants. I wasn’t sure if I should let her or not. I mean, she wasn’t ugly, that was for sure. She obviously had some idea of what she wanted, and that was apparently my dick. Why not let her have it?
    Generally, I had a rule about getting blowjobs from skanks. I didn’t see any visible sores on her mouth, so that was a good sign. The last time I got a hummer was from a “friends-with-benefits” coworker in LA. I knew Colleen was safe, and we had an understanding. With this chick, on the other hand, I had no idea where she’d been.
    Her hand dug inside my jeans and under my briefs to find my erection. I sucked in a deep breath.
    “Someone is going to come in here any second,” I told her, trying to keep my cool.
    She bounced up and locked the door. When she turned back to me, she stripped off her tank top and pulled the tiny triangles of her bra to the sides of her tits. Her diminutive breasts had big round areolas and her tight little nipples pointed right at me. Oh, crap .
    She fell to her knees in a flash. Her confidence had grown. She got my dick out and stroked the shaft with a firm grip. Her pink tongue tickled the head. I bit my lip as pleasure shot from my cock and up into my chest. I tilted my head back. If she wanted to suck me, I wasn’t going to stop her.
    Her wet mouth descended on my length, and she gripped me with her full lips and fisted hand. She bobbed up and down, rubbing my thigh and balls as her intensity quickened. Her grip commanded my cock, and I could feel my orgasm reaching for release. I would come deep in her throat.
    I panted and moved my hips to the rhythm of her bobbing head. She had me all the way inside her face. The most primal part of me wanted to grip her head and smash my cock into her on my own terms. One hand reached up and gripped her hair at the root. She moaned. The feeling of her moan tickled the last of my reserves, and I shot my come into her hot little mouth.
    She pulled away, smiling and wiping her face. I looked at her, instantly regretting that I let her suck me off. It wasn’t my style, but sometimes these things were too hard to resist. She stood and pulled her clothes back on. I pursed my lips as I watched her dress. So she gave me a blowjob, so what? It wasn’t like I’ve never gotten one from a stranger before. I just didn’t want to be that guy anymore.
    “Hey, babe, could you get me a beer?” I figured, what the hell, might as well get her to do me another favor while she was at it.
    “Sure,” she said, giggling. I smirked as she turned to leave the room. I felt like a jerk-off, but when in Rome…  Outside, I could see a few guys ready for tats. It was going to be a long night.

Chapter Five: Claire
    Morning light streamed through the kitchen window, and I listened to the silence as I sipped my third cup of coffee. Rose had been sleeping through the night for months, but she had fussed all last night. I hadn’t