One, dramatic flash back.

Tcee and I were seated in her car on our way to the salon–she had promised to drive and spoil me to stupor tonight. Excitement was rushing through my veins and I couldn't wait to drink all my heartaches away. Plus, I had to see my therapist tomorrow evening–I sighed and rested my elbow on the door.

Eddie made his way into my head and I shoved him out immediately, I needed nothing to spoil my mood tonight. He was probably too scared to show his sorry ass in my house after getting his butt kicked by my boss.

"You okay?" She asked with her eyes on the road and the gentle breeze blowing frosty strands of her hair around.

"Yeah, I just remembered I have this hydrotherapy thing tomorrow." I rested my chin in my palm and pierced my eyes out of the window, counting the trees we passed.

"I heard those stuffs are relaxing." She made a right turn and I averted my gaze from the outside world to her side face.

"You never had any of those before?" I asked, scrunching up my brows and she nodded. "Well, they were right. It's relaxing, maybe we could try one together someday."

"Then cheer up baby... Since it's relaxing. Don't think about anything tonight cause we're just gonna have fun." She beamed and waved her hands in the air.

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The salon was grand, the floors were white and the walls even whiter with mirror ceilings. I threw my head back to see a reflection of Tcee and I on the ceiling. We wore matching skinny jeans and black crop tops that had the; sweet, but a psycho write up on them.

"Sit, ma'am." A guy with tattoos and piercings asked me to sit on one of their chairs. "What color would you like?"

I studied as his pierced tongue moved in his mouth and I wondered how I'd look if I should get one of those.

"Red." I announced as I had always admired red heads, I always found them really attractive–I was definitely not a lesbian because I sometimes crave-

"Rest back and watch me transfer you into an attractive red head." He winked, cutting my thoughts off. I noticed his eyes had piercings too.

Where else had piercings?

My eyes trailed down his groin and I almost imagined a pierced cock. Okay, I already imagined it. My eyes went higher, so as not to come off as some pervert that wanted a one night stand. A grin crawled up my face–he looked like he was going to be a killer, probably a choker in bed.

He brushed my hair gently.

"Did that hurt?" I finally got the question out of my head, what a relief.

"What?" He asked, coating my hairline, neck and ears with the conditioner that was included in the dye kit.

The piercing on your ding-dong. My subconscious chipped in, but I waved the dirty motherfucker off.

"The tongue piercing." I answered with my eyes closed and my head against the back rest with a towel around my shoulders.

"Well, kinda." He stepped away from me to put on some gloves and mix the conditioner. After that, he put in some developer and mixed. "But it'd stop after awhile. They could make your tongue numb before piercing it, but it has it's disadvantages."

"Like." I ached my brows and watched from the mirror as he separated my hair into three different sections and held the two in front with big, salon clips.

"You wouldn't be able to feel if they are doing it wrong." He shrugged and began applying the dye with an applicator brush. "If your tongue swells after it, do not panic because it's totally normal and would heal after some days."

The moment he said the word swell, I imagined his tongue swelling up and filling his mouth in such a way that he wouldn't be able to breathe.

"What about the white stuff, heard it makes the tongue white." I said in askance as he worked the dye.

"Also normal, just use a bacteria mouth wash like Nystatin."

I nodded and glanced to the right at Tcee who was probably cracking inappropriate jokes with the innocent looking girl dying her hair.

He wore me a shower cap when he was done applying the dye and used a towel to clean off the dyes that got on my skin. Tattoo guy wrapped my hair in a purple towel and we chatted for a while then went to wash off my hair when his timer went off.

After the whole thing, I was looking smoking hot! I was born to rock a red hair, I had always known from the start. I twirled and flipped my bouncy, wavy hair.

Tcee's dye was very attractive. It was an ice blond hair that brought out her eyes. It was sent to cascade down her back like a water fall and she shook her legs that were graced in black boots.

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Getting to the club, we went straight to the bar to place our orders.

"Kamikaze, please!" I yelled, hoping he'd hear me over this loud nusic and glued my butt on one of the bar stools.

"I'll have a slippery..." She drawled, biting her bottom lip and narrowing her eyes in a sexy manner. "Nipple." She winked and the curly, bar guy stained his cheeks with red.

"One Kamikaze and a slippery nipple coming up!" He announced and winked back at Tcee.

I thought this dude was shy. Tcee gave him one of those her flirty chuckles and sat on the stool next to me.

"Flirt!" I rolled my eyes and took a gander at my surrounding.

There was disco light, flashing it's different colors to the rhythm of the music. There were people on the dance floor dirty dancing and just having fun.

"What?" She questioned. "I'm single, so I gotta leave my life! Dying horny isn't an option and getting in an entanglement or relationship isn't an option either."

"You're a nympho!" I exclaimed and she pretended as if she was shy by covering her face.

"Oh, stop it... Thanks for the compliment. I could be your nympho though, we could try scissoring." She joked, making a scissors sign with her fingers.

"Bitch!" I laughed. "I've thought about it before. Do you think it's pleasurable?"

The barman dropped the shots on the table and I downed mine immediately, requesting for more.

"We could find out by trying." She wiggled her brows and I face palmed.

Tcee pushed back her head and gulped the shut. She slammed the bottom on the table and a shout of glee escaped from her lips.

"Let's play flip the cup, but with shots and we don't need to flip the shot glasses . All we have to do is try to finish before our opponent." She suggested with excitement in her eyes. "We'd use different drinks."

"Let's do it!" I yelled and clapped my hands.

The bartender placed glasses of shots in front of Tcee and I. Four for her, four for me.

"Are you ready?" She asked and I nodded yes. "Go!"

We began the game and I gulped down shots as fast as I could, but Tcee still beat me to it. I hated being defeated so I requested for so many rounds till the place began to spin.

"Hey, see that guy?" Tcee whispered in my ear and pointed at a guy sitting four steps away from us.

"Uh-huh." I nodded, obviously tipsy.

"I dare you to go over to him and ask if you could buy him a shot." She reeked of alcohol, but I couldn't even wrinkle my nose.

"That's easy." I laughed.

"And that shot must be a blow job." She grinned evilly like the she devil she was. The only thing left was for her to grow horns.

"You mean the main blow job or the shot drink?" I widened my eyes.

"Shot drink of course. You don't go around sucking the dicks of strangers." She patted my back a little too hard. "Now go." She pushed me out of my seat and flashed me thumbs up. "Get his digits too."

I straightened my hoodie and adjusted my c cup bra before striding to where he was seated. I was not one to forfeit a dare, that was why I was called a dare devil in college–fat lie, but I was a dare devil.

"Uhm, hi." I gave him a foxy smiled and rolled my finger in my hair. "Would you like a blow job from me?"

His black eyes widened and he ran his fingers through his golden, brown hair. "Are you for real?" His husky voice tickled my ears.

"Yes, handsome." I trailed a finger on his broad shoulders.

"It's been a long time since I had one of those... So, yes. I'd love a blow job from those succulent lips of yours." He raised a hand with irritating chewed nails to rub my lips.

"Euw!" I staggered, pushing his hand away. "You pervert. I was talking about the shot drink!"

I thumbed his head and turned with sass, wishing I could flip my hair so I could slap his face with it.

I got back to my seat with a small frown and told Tcee what had happened.

"You didn't finish your dare, bitch. You didn't get his number, so I took you down bitch!" She laughed and I clenched my jaw.

I marched to where he was seated and smiled seductively.

"Okay, I'd give you that blow job, but not now cause I have a sore mouth." I lied. "Can I get your number so I could call you to-you know, help you release."

Quickly, he pulled out a card and gave it to me.

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Adrenaline was pumping excitement into my veins and my whole body was on fire!

As if controlled by some powerful external force, I climbed up a table that had a chiseled jaw guy seated behind it and began to move my hips from side to side.