“Thanks,” she said, accepting a mug of coffee. “Ah, just the
smell hits the spot.”
She sipped her coffee, and I sat down to sip mine, sitting far
enough from her on the couch that I could look at her. Her nose jewelry
still fascinated me, but […]
“My place or yours?” she asked, catching me by surprise as we
approached the Colfax Avenue exit.
“What?”
“I’m inviting you to visit my apartment, and I’m giving you the
alternative of having me up to your place if […]
I was speechless. I didn’t know what to say, and she just grinned
at me and changed the subject. “Come on, I’ll pay.”
I tried to tell her that I should pay for my share, but she
insisted, leaving me feeling a bit helpless as I got back into the car.
As I sat in the car, I stewed in my own thoughts, confused by my reaction
to Susan and unsure how to deal with her.
“I’m sorry I put you on the spot back there,” she said as we
pulled onto I-70.
“I don’t know what to say.”
“Is it because you can’t think of anything to say, or just that
you don’t think I’d like what you wanted to say. If it’s that, out with
it, be honest.”
“Oh hell,” I finally said, quietly. “All right, I guess I’m a bit
grossed out by that thing you’ve got through your tongue and the diamonds
in your nose, but I’m also bothered out by my reaction to them.”
“They’re not diamonds, they’re cubic zirconia,” she said. “But go
on, what’s the problem, what about your reaction bothers you?”
I took a deep breath. “I don’t know. Hell, that’s not true. I’m
fascinated with what you’ve done, I guess in a way, you’ve ╔ this sounds
so corny ╔ you’ve awakened a repressed fantasy of mine, and I guess I
have a hard time accepting that I have that kind of fantasy.”
“That took a bit of courage to say, didn’t it,” she said, speaking
quietly.
“Aren’t you missing your exit?” I asked as the interstate took a
turn and began its climb up the south wall of Clear Creek Canyon.
“It doesn’t matter,” she said. “What’s wrong with that kind of
fantasy? It’s not that uncommon.”
“It isn’t?”
“It’s common enough that people have written books on the subject,
there are people who make their living doing piercing for people like me,
and it’s hardly a new thing. People have worn jewelry in their noses in
India and Africa for millenia, and that’s only the start. Look in the
Encyclopedea Britanica under the subject of body modification, the theme
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“That was good,” I said as I finished the last of my gravy soaked
rice and sat back.
“You certainly ate enough,” she said, grinning. “Want dessert?”
“No, I’m full,” I said, and then noticed something strange in her
mouth as she licked a crumb off her lip.
She must have seen the puzzled look on my face. She leaned back
and deliberately licked her lips, slowly running her tongue over them,
pointedly giving me a good look. There was a gold bead on top of her
tongue, and another below, and as she licked, it was obvious that they
were connected right through the center of her tongue.
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