Applies the tattoo

"Okay, let's get started then." Cass said. Without giving an explanation, she climbed on top of Tracy with her knees either side of the naked girl's hips. Their crotches were pressed up against each other; one bare, one covered with a pair of frayed demin shorts.

"Woah! What are you doing?" Tracy demanded.

"What? How else am I expected to reach your arm?" Cass reached over to the counter and picked up the tattoo needle; she mimicked writing something on Tracy's arm. "See? If I was standing alongside you, I'd be doing it upside down."

"That makes... sense. I guess."

"Good. Now, let me just get comfortable while the needle warms up..."

Straddling the naked Tracy as she was, Cass began writhing her hips in circular and thrusting motions under the guise of finding a more comfortable position. She knew full well that the rough material of her denim shorts would be rubbing against the bare lips of Tracy's pussy. After a few moments a faint moan escaped the naked girl's lips. Grinning to herself, Cass stopped - for now.

Settling to work, she leaned over and began forming the first words of the tattoo.

"Sorry about all this." Cass lied. "I guess it's unusual having a girl sitting on you like this."

"Well, uh, back when I was in college... no. Sorry, forget I said anything."

"You should tell me." Cass replied. "We'll be here for a while, and talking might distract you from the pain."

"Well, it's nothing really. I just kind of went through a phase where I preferred girls over boys, you know?"

Forcing her voice to keep calm, Cass asked "How about nowadays? You still like women?"

"Honestly, I haven't ever told anyone this but... a little. I still want to find a boyfriend, but there are a few women who have caught my eye."

"So you're single then?"

"Yeah."

"Oops!" Cass said, suddenly leaning forward. She took great care to hold the needle safely away from Tracy's arm, but she made damn well sure that her other hand, flailing for balance, rested on Tracy's bare breast. "Sorry about that - lost my balance for a second there."

Without removing her other hand, Cass finished off the final details of the tattoo. Her pulse quickened. She could feel the nipple hardening beneath her hand, and Tracy didn't ask her to remove it.

"Okay then." Cass said, leaning back. "All done."

Tracy looked down at the tattoo on her arm.