Faithful

I have always been fascinated with tattoo's. Ever since I was a kid, I think. Why, my dear great grand mother, bless her merry soul, was adorned with fine lines on her arms, back of her hands and feet. I remember asking her why lines and she jokingly said 'lines' were the in thing then. I remember her telling me that it really hurt and she had them made progressively through her teens. Rites of passage and all that jazz, I think. Obviously, she had them old-school style - painfully hand tapped with sharpened bamboo needles.

And so, I was with this beautiful lady friend of mine down at the pub last Sunday night and apart from maliciously pinching my protruding nipples, she also bit me on my shoulder. Hardcore biting, I tell you. Fucking painful and now these tooth marks, mostly on my shoulders and arms are testament to that painful evening. But for some reason, I must say I enjoyed every bit of it. Oh, she wasn't even near to being drunk.

She told me she was going to get another tattoo. She already has a few; piercing included and I guess it is true that these tattoo-ing and pierce-ing business can be addictive.

"Somewhere discreet this time", she said. And asked me if I wanted to watch.

So, on Monday afternoon I drove over to this tattoo establishment and watched as the artist delicately did his work on her soft and what was virgin beautiful skin.

That's the Chinese character 'faithful' right there and I asked her why not 'fruitful' which I thought was more appropriate since she wanted it done just above her baby pouch. But its her skin and if I'd ever be so crazy to ever get inked, I'll have the Hebrew character for 'fruitful' aptly done on my moan maker. But why stop there when I could also get my balls pierced. Just for the heck of it.

And here's the finished piece. Nice job. I like.

'Faithful' or is that 'loyalty'?