“I’d like you to give me a tattoo.” she said cheerfully.
“Oh would you now? What did you have in mind?”
“I haven’t put much thought into it since it just came to me just now.”
“Most people I work with have put more thought into it.”
“Well I don’t see any reason to go back and forth with myself about it. I would like you to give me a tattoo. I trust you.” she said facing him now with her feet nestled under her on the couch.
Yakir reacted to those words as if she physically stroked his ego. “Do you maybe have an idea of what you want a tattoo to mean to you?”
“Not sure. I want it to scream me though.” she said. She smirked before leisurely laying across his lap with her ass facing up. “You can put one on my lower back that says ‘Dragon Rider’.” she said teasingly as she felt his immedi
