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Post by waverly on Jul 24, 2011 12:09:18 GMT -5
the easiest way to describe waverly was a slut. she wasn't completely, but she was at times. like having an orgy at her house the previous night, and hooking up with wolf even if he had a girlfriend. but hey, she just wanted to have fun, and wolf was fun. it still made her laugh what she'd said a few days ago when she'd gotten her marilyn monroe tattoo on her arm. 'marilyn's arm.. here. yours, down there.' with a wink, of course. wave had a way of turning everything sexual, especially when she was at the tattoo shop. a lot of the time they ended up with the shop to themselves, and if they didn't she'd find a way to get them more alone than one of the rooms with a curtain for a door.
licking at her lips, wave walked up to the tattoo shop, heels clicking against the sidewalk as she made her way up to the door. she had definitely been coming in more and more, mostly to see wolf. she'd gone from no tattoos to five in a matter of a month or two, and she wanted more. they were addicting, that was for sure. even more addicting when an attractive guy was doing them. pushing open the door, she listened to the bell and rolled her eyes, stepping in and flipping the sign to closed with a grin. "here kitty, kitty, kitty," she called as if she was calling a cat, laughing lightly. when he didn't come out right away she stepped over to the counter, hopping up to sit on it with her legs crossed, waiting not so patiently. "maybe i should get a piercing.." she said to herself, looking at the display case.
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