The door buzzer chimed as Sarah entered the familiar space. This was like a 3rd or 4th home to her. Not only had Jason or Allie done several of her tattoos, but they were like minded people. She felt safe here, just like she did at home and at her boyfriends house. Looking around the place was empty for a Saturday evening. She knew that Jason and Allie did good business so to see the place deserted on a weekend was surprising to her. At the same time it meant that she didn’t have to hold back in the conversation that she had with the pair. No listening ears.
She had been talking with Allie about her next tattoo for the last several weeks, but it had been Jason who called her and essentially told her to come in this evening and quit talking about it and just get it done. Not only was his sentiment right, she needed to just go for it (there really wasn’t a money or time issue), but when someone directed her like that it was a magnetic pull to listen. She had always been that way, submissive, and she couldn’t help but wonder if Jason had used the fact that he knew this about her to his advantage. Regardless, here she was and she was happy about it.