<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169412.msg7986186#msg7986186">Quote from: Stella Maris on 02-04-2013, 04:24:04</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She slipped into the tub behind the tall blonde, taking a long moment to appreciate the tapestry of ink that spread across his back. <strong>"This must have taken an awful long time to put together. How many hours have you spent under the needle?"</strong> she asked, pouring some of the soap into the sponge and dipping it into the water before working it across his shoulders, starting from the top and heading down, slowly scrubbing the sheen of sunscreen away.<br/><br/><strong>"And, yeah, the hot Indian dude is Sid. We hooked up sometime between signing up and getting accepted and decided that we'd give it a shot, anyway."</strong> She adjusted her position, slipping her legs to either side of Carter's waist as she kept working, making sure not to miss any spots, dipping the sponge in the water regularly to help rinse him down.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"I am the walking doctorate in skin art from a childhood buddy. He always told me only my fishbelly-pale skin could hold up to his work. Took him years to finish that piece. Lotta boring weekends of being tortured under the needle while I ogled his sister. Seemed like a fair trade to me."<br/><br/>It wouldn't take much for Carter to fall asleep again at this rate.<br/><br/>"'Sup, Sid. Hope this weird ass place doesn't screw shit up for you two, that'd suck."