The story of my new tattoo......  

rm_metalmama69 42F
5299 posts
12/22/2005 7:53 pm

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The story of my new tattoo......


Today was bright and sunny, one of those days where the sunshine reflects off the new snow and makes it sparkle like acres of diamonds. The type of day that despite the temperature, almost reminds you of summer, blue sky, a few clouds and clean, crisp air. I hopped into my car, put in some metal, for no true metal godess ever drives without the life force of metal pumping through her veins! That would be pure blasphemy! I realize that I'm totally dressed in black: black jeans, black AC/DC T-shirt, black boots, black leather motorcycle jacket, even my thong was black today! I try to imagine what this metal godess must look like to the locals here in Redneckville, all dressed in black and leather with my skull rings, dog collar choker and more bracelets than any store at the mall could possibly carry! I get alot of looks from the locals, most are approving, some are not. I care not what people think of me, for I am very happy with my appearance and I love myself for what is inside, and what is inside is beautiful. I drive for about 25 minutes, as I drive my mind is with someone else and I know his mind is focused on me also, for I can feel it just as if he were in the seat beside me. I pull into the lot in front of the tattoo shop which has several cars in front. I finish listening to the last of one of my favorite songs, Symphony of Destruction, and step out of the Beast (a term of endearment I coined for my car) and begin the walk across the parking lot. As I'm about half way across I notice a striking young woman and a tall, handsome young man exit the tattoo shop. I give them my sweetest smile and we stop to chat for a few moments. The woman tells me that she just got her first tattoo, it is a little dragon just below her navel, and pulls her jeans down slightly to show me. What a fine job our artist did! The dragon looks as if he could jump right off her flat abdomen and chase us about the lot! I lean in for a closer look, and she gladly lets me, for she is very proud of her tattoo. I notice her beau drinking it all in as if it were the finest tasting wine, he smiles and I notice how unbelievably gorgeous he is! After a little more small talk the woman tells me her name and invites me to their place after my tat. I had to decline, for I must get back to my business after, but we exchange our contact info and farewells. I walk into the tattoo shop, slightly aroused, thinking to myself "not too shabby for an old lady" hehehe! If you have read any of my previous blog posts then you already know that I created my own tattoo design, during a very long night that I had to suffer through that was filled with intense longing, overpowering heartache and unbearable anguish. A night that I barely made it through intact and am sorry to say that I will have to endure again very soon. But I digress...as I walk into the shop I notice that they are very busy, people are all around. It smells like sandalwood and leather inside, almost intoxicating but not overpowering. To my suprise, my artist...I'll call her Jane....calls me right in. She has my stencil ready for my approval before we get started. I notice that Jane did not make any changes to my design, and I ask her about this. Jane tells me that my design did not need any changes, it was perfect as is! What a complement! I am very pleased that she approves, for she is an amazing artist. And so it begins, my tattoo, my creation born of anguish, a new amazing part of me that I can cherish forever. As I sit in the chair, relishing every moment of the pleasurable pain, my mind once again wanders back to him. I can see him in my mind's eye, I can feel his loving touch, hear his breath in my ear, feel the intense passion we share, and I know that he is with me at that moment, for when you share a connection such as ours you are never truly apart. Jane notices that I am somewhere else and asks me where. I simply tell her that I am on the beach, under the stars drinking the finest champagne, that I am in heaven. She flashes a wry smile, not knowing what I mean, but aware just the same. She comments that I look much more happy and content than I seemed the last time I was under the gun. I told her that she was right, giving her my trademark wicked grin. She smiles back, focused on her work and content to let me drift back to heaven's beach. For a little more than two hours I sat in Jane's chair, most of the time being watched by a VERY hot guy in the next chair. Of coarse this did not bother me, and when it was finished the same hot guy told me that the tat only enhanced the beauty of the skin it was now embedded in. I thanked him and gave him a wink before I turned to the mirror to study my reflection. I was in AWE! How could it be so perfect, I wonder? I am anything but an artist, but right before my unbelieving eyes was my tattoo, my creation, an expression of the person I am. I am overjoyed today, for this tattoo means alot to me and I am very proud to have it!


rm_metalmama69 42F
3878 posts
12/15/2006 4:14 am

No, I didn't I'm sad to report.
I've been trying very hard to save myself for that one special person who rocks my world.
I must be crazy!!!


concretemember7 48M
660 posts
12/15/2006 1:23 am

So what happened with the couple? It has been a while did you ever get together with them?


rm_metalmama69 42F
3878 posts
12/23/2005 9:08 am

Thank you Sorceror,I'm sure you are right again! I know I have a few rough evenings ahead, but a special person recently said something wonderful to me that has warmed my heart and made a huge difference in how I view the situation. I'm sure it will still be very rough, but from my pain was born inspiration, and besides, one can never have too many tattoos! I feel a new creation coming on....


Sorceror07 54M

12/23/2005 6:45 am

the joy of creation heals the pain, anguish and turmoil of what inspired it in the first place... ART is what i find best for this, for it is permanent.

you are now an artist

...That which does not kill me merely pisses me off!...


rm_metalmama69 42F
3878 posts
12/23/2005 5:45 am

Way cool, Nick! I love King Diamond, what talent!!! By the way, to answer your previous question, the song Love Kills is by Vinnie Vincent Invasion, it is off the soundtrack to one of the Nightmare on Elm Street movies, if I remember correctly. Mark Slaughter was the lead singer at the time, and it blows me away the manner in which he delivers the song! So soulful, so full of anguish, you can almost feel the pain. It is one of my favorite songs, I was in pain when I posted it, it fit my mood at that moment. I'm glad it spoke to you!


NickRules999 39M
9462 posts
12/22/2005 8:53 pm

Dressed all in black? You are my kind of woman! LOL

I'm listening to King Diamond right now as I write this.

Come into my realm! You aren't afraid...are you?


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