"Ah cain't believe he did that," Savvy exclaimed, pulling away from the parking garage where Magic Maybelle sat during pole dancing class.
"He didn't act interested in my opinion," Katie admitted with a dismissive shrug. "And I didn't care enough to stop him."
"But hunny, that's rape! Husband or not, iffin yew don't wanna, then th'answer's 'No'." Savvy fumed so much, Katie could almost see the cartoonish steam cooking out of her ears and found herself pleased by her girlfriend's concern.
"Honestly, I'm so tired of listening to him beg every day, I said 'Fine. You're going away on this trip for two weeks so knock yourself out. You've got to leave for the airport in about an hour.'."
"Jest like tha'?"
"Yup. And then I rolled over onto my knees, pulled up my nightie up so he could find my pussy while I grabbed my tablet to play Bejeweled." She noticed they didn't take the usual route home. Savvy drove down unfamiliar streets to a section of LA she rarely entertained a reason to visit.
"And he did?"
"Well, he TRIED. He jabbed away at me for awhile, but I knelt there bored and playing my game. I don't think I even got wet. Finally he gave up and went off to take a shower, yelling about how I'd turned into a 'frigid bitch' and won't give him what he wants."
"But yew ignored him, raight?"
"Absolutely. He acted like fucking me back to the way we used to be will solve our problems and I'm not having it. I even went so far as standing naked in the kitchen holding my cup of coffee for him to try and cum into like we've been doing the last several weeks. I gave him a ten count while he tried to get his dick out but he wasn't even hard before I got to ten."
"Outstandin' Katie Kitty!" Savvy beeped her own horn, then waved cheerily at the people they passed on the sidewalk who looked to see what the commotion was about. "What happens now?"
"Now I'm going to try and find a new source for cream in my morning coffee, spend some time getting passionately banged like a drum by a sexy stud and his wife, whose pretty fucking hot herself, and see about doing some clearing out of some family stuff I've held onto for too long." Katie glanced around at the unfamiliar streets and businesses they passed. Nothing felt sinister or dangerous, but she'd learned wariness for Savvy's surprises. "Where ARE we going?"
"Ah'm sorry, Ah fergot to tell yew!"
"Again." Katie added, smirking.
"Agin," Savvy agreed. Turning a corner and slowly guiding the car to a stop in an available space. "Ah needed to stop in an' talk ta mah tattoo gal about some new ink fer mah leg. Ah'll take yew out fer dinner when we're dun."
"Deal. Will Jerry meet us there?" They climbed out of the car and started pulling the travel cover over the open cab.
"Naw. He and the crew are takin' Ian outta Vegas fer his Bachelor Party. Ah offered ta jump naked outta a cake but Jerry said that's somethin' Ah'd 'do on a Tuesday afternoon jest 'cause' and 'not special enough fer a bachelor's send-off'. The Ass. So they're gone fer tha weekend."
"So we're on our own this weekend? We're not getting out of bed tomorrow, are we?"
"Damn raight. We'll make it a gurl's weekend. Maybe call up a few friends. Bonnie and Linda would love to spend time with yew! 'Specially since yew jes gave Cesar a hot ride."
She smiled at Savvy and, taking her arm, she saw a dark, gothic sign across the street- 'Lesbo Vampyres Studio- Tattoos and Piercings'. The black-tinted windows framed an old, heavy wooden door with a hopefully fake bat hanging from a wreath of weeds. Sadly, the terror sensation lost a huge chunk of it's edge with the shop sitting sandwiched between the brightly flashing neon of the adult toy store on one side with its cheery flashes of 'Porn Porn Porn' in bright pink and orange and the staid, Old-World charm of the dusty used bookstore with a window full of ferns and other plants surrounded by sun-faded old hardcovers by Robert Ludlam and Danielle Steele on the other. They crossed the street and entered, tingling musical little bells announcing their arrival when they opened the door.
"Hey there, Savvy!" said the woman at the register, finishing up the exchange with a 'butch' customer sporting a fresh bandage over their right forearm. "Now, you try to keep this clean and covered with the antibacterial ointment for the next THREE weeks this time. Otherwise it'll fade and your Martian Manhunter will look more like Gumby if you skimp out again."
"Three weeks," the customer nodded. "And pat dry, not rub."
"Right, though with the dry weather lately if you stick your arm outside for a few seconds after a shower, that will likely take care of it. Take care, Stevie!"
The customer trundled out, smiling politely and nodding to Katie and Savvy, leaving them alone with the dark-skinned woman at the counter. Pulling off a pair of blue latex gloves and tossing them away, she smiled broadly, showing off brilliant white teeth contrasting beautifully with light-eating dark brown cheeks. Katie could easily picture this woman riding a bike alongside her or bounding up the side of a climbing wall in a gym.
"That Stevie's a sweetheart. Works for the comic shop around the corner. Comes in once a month to get a new superhero done. They'll have the whole 'Justice Avengers' or whatever done before the end of next year." She turned to Katie and stuck out a hand. "I'm Krystal, Head Vampyre and Tattoo Artist. What can we do to you today?"
"TO me?" Amused, Katie shook her hand, peering around at the eclectic decor of the studio, including the thick fake cobwebs in every corner and the store-bought skeleton reading an old, tattered copy of Tattoo Magazine in the waiting area. Next to him was a sign telling her that he was 'Still Trying To Decide On A Tat'.
"Katie Kitty here's sports some nice linework on her back that could use some color hun, but Ah came in ta show yew what Ah'm lookin' ta add ta mah leg next week." Savvy took a tablet out of her purse, then leaned in to give Krystal a kiss on each cheek.
"We do tats and piercings," Krystal explained, returning Savvy's kisses before leading them to some unoccupied chairs next to her workspace. "Since those go 'into' the body it's more fun to say it that way. Creeps out the uptight straights and goes with the whole 'vampire' vibe. Keeps the TERFs and 'Stars and Bars' assholes at bay too. All my girlfriend's idea."
"Who summons Lilith, the Mistress of the Night?"
When they turned, Katie expected some sort of tall, painfully thin and pale, tragic appearing figure with a severe glare and perhaps a sense of gothic elegance. Instead, dramatically throwing back the rear curtain revealed...an Asian vampire cherub stuffed into a corset and cutoff jean shorts.
