12/26/07
WOW.
What a night.

Went to the tattoo place about 9 with my sister.
Todd, my piercer got all the stuff ready then called us into the well lit room.
Reminded me of a hospital. Very sanitary and an examining table in the middle.
He told me to take off my bottoms, lie down on the table, and cover up with a large napkin-esque thing.
I saw that he was not going to leave the room, but he was turned around and not watching me.
I must say, the whole ordeal was a little akward. It was like a spotlight on my body. Every imperfection was in clear sight to this stranger.
He sat down, told me to open my legs.
Soon touched the area and marked it.
poked around.
sanitized.
All the necesary precautions before insterting the needle.

All of a sudden, a whisp of pain shot through me, and my whole lower half jolted.
Whoooa, Todd said, you have to be as still as possible.
Duh, Jan…dont be moving…he is poking around your clit with a NEEDLE for gods sake.

Apparantly, he had not even started to pierce it!
little sensitive down there, are we!?
haha.

But I wasn’t laughing at the time, I was freaking out a little. Thinking to myself, damn this is really going to hurt.
He told me to relax and breathe in through my nose and out through my mouth.
Situations such as these wipe away the memory of how exactly to breathe.
Good thing he reminded me.

I took Kari’s hand. Squeezed hard.
I was not sure when he was going to stick the needle through.
Wasn’t sure if he would count down, tell me, or just bam – stick it on through.

Suddenly, a sharp prick. I knew it was time.
I grasped Kari’s hand ever so tight as the pain worsened, and couldnt help but let out an
“OH SHIT THAT HURTS!!!”
Squeezed harder, cursed more, and was overjoyed when the pain finally stopped.

There was a little more uncomfortableness as the jewelry was added, and balls screwed on.
But I knew the worst was over.

I Got up, glanced at it quickly, and put my underwear back on…
I didnt want to be exposed any longer, and I would be able to study it when I got home.
Well I did, and I think it looks very hot. I love the look of the silver barbel against my shaved skin.
As soon as the slight uncomfortable-ness subsides, I will feel very sexy knowing it is there.