New artist

Before Paige could figure out a way to get her shirt and bra open and flee, a figure walked in. Paige looked up to see a heavy set man covered in tattoos, with grey hair, a huge belly and a balding head.

"Hey, I'm Marshall." He said gruffly, snapping on some gloves. "Dave got called away on an emergency so I'm going to finish your tattoo."

He sat next to Paige, who pressed her arms to her side to conceal her breasts from this new figure.

"But... but..." Paige stammered.

She liked Dave, he was young, relatable, comfortable and most importantly hot. She didn't want some fat old man touching her topless body!

"Hey, don't worry." He said gruffly. "I own this shop and I've been on Ink Master twice. You're in better hands, trust me."

With that he picked up the tattoo gun and moved over Paige. His eyes widened when he saw the tattoo which had been started.

"Huh. Why would a guy like you get roses tattooed?"

Paige's eye's widened. What had he just said? A guy like you... he thought she was a guy? Paige's eyes widened in shock. She heard a snicker, and looked over her bare shoulder to see Megan chuckling, obviously catching the slip. Paige blushed furiously, at being mistaken for a man and Megan being there to see it...