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Valentine’s Day Fantasy
My Two Lesbian Valentines
I left Nasty Nikki passed out in the back bedroom after snorting a plate full of pain pills and popping that whores pussy so good the street hooker should pay me.
It’s Valentine's Day and I’m on a personal mission and a new tradition to spend the day fucking and getting fucked up. I’m headed to get my first tattoo from the finest Tattoo Artist on this side of the Mississippi.
I’m at Amber’s parlor, she is known as a Tattoo Goddess for her amazing work. Little did I know that my heroin cherry was only hours away from being popped.
A beautiful woman can convince me to do almost anything against my better judgment. Amber was by far the sexiest Tattoo Artist I had ever met. Her laid-back demeanor, soft touch, and dreamy eyes had me mesmerized.
Amber informed me that she does her best work while high. Heroin is her drug of choice.
“Do you shoot it or sniff it?” I asked.
“Both, however, when I’m working I sniff.” She said.
“I’ve tried almost every drug except heroin.”
“Babe, if you’re buying, we can score some righteous shit. My dealer is only a call away.”
“I’ve got a wad of hundreds for a nice bag of Heroin,” I said.
