Covering up pain is easy. It’s keeping it tucked away that’s hard. I’ve always needed the cover of tattoos to hide the nasty past that leached its way into me, tainting me beneath my skin.
“Lacey, I need my hair cleaned up,” I informed her one day at lunch in her salon.
“I’m not touching your locks, Rapunzel. I’m currently making love to this corn dog, so buzz off creeper.”
“C’mon! Are you going to make Mildred give me a trim?” I whined, as I slid closer to Lacey.
“Fine. Sit down you crybaby.” Lacey said as she stuffed a quarter of her corn dog in her mouth.
She could be so damn attractive at times.
I sat down in her chair passing all my trust to her. I hadn’t had my hair cut for years. In fact, hasn’t been cut since Grant died. It was just another thing that I let go of that day. At that point, I didn’t care what she did to my hair; I just wanted her hands on me.
“Lay back, Rapunzel.”
“You’re such a smartass, Lace,” I said to her and slapped her ass.
Lacey pushed me back in the chair with all her might and then slugged me in the chest. She was so proud of her little punch that she landed. I loved letting her win all these little battles. It really added to her badass ego.
“I like it rough, baby,” I said to her with a wink.
Lacey adjusted the temperature of the water and ignored my comment. She leaned over and started massaging my head with her magical fingers. Lacey’s smooth touch was damaging and it damn near made me come in my pants. God created her hands just for this job.
I could smell her and feel her hovering above me. She always smelled of wild strawberries and ruby red grapefruit. Her smell drove me wild and I almost couldn’t handle it anymore. I loved cuddling with her in the evening because at night her smell lingered and lulled me to sleep in my lonely cabin. Everything inside me wanted to pull her on top of me and fuck her senseless in the middle of her salon. I needed to taste her and be inside her, but I didn’t want to scare Lacey away. She was so gun shy about becoming attached.
Lacey’s huge tits were inches away from my face just daring me to take them. My willpower finally broke, and I reached up and nipped her tit with my teeth. She jumped back and howled with surprise, but the smile on her face left no doubt in mind what she wanted. Lacey instantly went back to washing my hair, and I could see her hard nipple peeking back through her shirt. This time I reached up with my fingers and started twisting it. Lacey acted like she didn’t feel anything and just kept massaging my scalp.