Jack of Hearts

The tattoo was a heart. With Jacks names in the middle!

"Fuck I must have fucked you better than anyone for you to let me mark your ass."

Jack was holding her stomach as she almost had tears from laughing.

Miranda felt faint. She had Jacks name on her ass!

"This can't be real!"

"Oh it is. One thing I know is real ink. And that's as real as it can get Sweet-tits."

"Don't call me that!"

"Aw no pet names?"

Jack smirked and got up stretching her lean body. She turned her back to Miranda and began to look for her own clothes.

Miranda saw it. She was stunned but started laughing herself.

"Well Jack. Looks like I'm not the only one with a reminder of last night."

Jack turned and saw her ass in the mirror.

"Fuck me!"

On the one spot on her ass she was saving was Miranda's name in a similar heart.

"Fuck...shit...I'm getting that covered. Now where the fuck are my clothes?!"

"There's no clothes here Jack. I've looked."

"Well come on Cheerleader. I'm going to find my pants."

Jack moved to the door and opened it.

Outside the room she was stunned at what she found.

"Ah Cheerleader. You need to see this shit."

Miranda hesitantly moved to the open door and peaked out.