Petite. Brown sun kissed hair. The solitary beauty mark almost too perfectly placed by her lip. Not an open spot on either ear for another piercing mostly studs and small rings lining her ear till you get to the bottom wear her lobes struggle under the weight of the elephants hanging from them. Buddhist inspired styling Im sure. Inching down her low cut sheer shirt hangs a St. Christopher medallion around her neck. The ends script tattoos peaking out.
Mind and Soul.
The only two words I could make out stacked on top of each other. A long sleeve shirt also covering tattoos looked like a mix of tribal/orient/script and possible dragon/snake type stuff. Wrists lined with bracelets and every finger accessorized with an interesting ring the most elaborate at first glance a snake, but upon closer examination turned out to be a dragonfly. Upping the ante was a mini skirt that fit just right with a glimpse of some tribal work peaking out the bottom. I wanted to know the artwork that was permanently decorating the parts of her leg that only the luckiest of guys were able to bear witness.
Shes a gypsy or a witch or....
Saw my opening for the completely clich question that she probably hears and has to answer every day.
What does your tattoo say?
You can take my mind but leave my soul.
Interesting, I thought.
My last job took my soul but left my mind
I quickly responded with a smirk.
She forced an uncomfortable smile, and started to setup at the other end of the bar.
I went back to my drink and my hiding spots. My phone was now running on reserve battery. Ive been hiding a lot today, and it has just begun.
I step outside for a breath of fresh air.
Mind and Soul.
The only two words I could make out stacked on top of each other. A long sleeve shirt also covering tattoos looked like a mix of tribal/orient/script and possible dragon/snake type stuff. Wrists lined with bracelets and every finger accessorized with an interesting ring the most elaborate at first glance a snake, but upon closer examination turned out to be a dragonfly. Upping the ante was a mini skirt that fit just right with a glimpse of some tribal work peaking out the bottom. I wanted to know the artwork that was permanently decorating the parts of her leg that only the luckiest of guys were able to bear witness.
Shes a gypsy or a witch or....
Saw my opening for the completely clich question that she probably hears and has to answer every day.
What does your tattoo say?
You can take my mind but leave my soul.
Interesting, I thought.
My last job took my soul but left my mind
I quickly responded with a smirk.
She forced an uncomfortable smile, and started to setup at the other end of the bar.
I went back to my drink and my hiding spots. My phone was now running on reserve battery. Ive been hiding a lot today, and it has just begun.
I step outside for a breath of fresh air.