Dirk groans, waking up to the insistent beeping of his alarm clock. Keeping his eyes shut, he reaches over and feels around for it on his night stand before finally slamming his hand down on the button. With a deep sigh, Dirk rubs his eyes, not really wanting to get up. But alas, he has to get up before Bro comes into the room and hauls him out by the hair. He sits up, letting out a loud yawn as he stretches. Blinking a couple of times as his eyes adjust to the light, he regretfully leaves the warmth of his bed in favor of taking a shower.
Making his way over to the bathroom, Dirk snags a towel from the shelf along the way. Casually tossing it on the counter next to the sink, he turns on the hot water and waits for it to warm up. As steam began to fill the bathroom, he slowly strips off his shirt, hissing slightly as the shirt catches his piercings. Once that was done, he checks to see if the water is hot enough for his taste before slipping off his sweatpants, tossing them into a bin.
Dirk steps into the hot stream, sliding the glass door shut behind him. The steaming water slides across tanned skin, soothing his muscles as it burns the cold flesh. The pain soon fades as his body adjusts and he relaxs into the stream. Grabbing a bottle, he washes his hair, scrubbing yesterdays filth and hair gel from it. Once that was done, Dirk grabs a wash cloth and dumps soap over it. Lathering it up slightly, he scrubs over his body. Stepping back into the stream, he lets the water flow over him as he rinses off the filth and soap. He only let myself enjoy the water for a moment before shutting it off.
Dirk begins the careful process of drying himself off, tying a towel around his waist and drying his hair with a new one. Styling it back into its usual style, he leaves the bathroom to get dressed in his uniform for the day. Slipping into a pair of comfortably tight black pants, he slides on his usual uniform of a dark orange shirt under a black vest. He tucks his aviators into the pocket of his vest and heads downstairs, grabbing his shoes and socks on the way. Stopping in the kitchen, Dirk sees his little brother, Dave, sitting at the table. He rolls his eyes at Dave's typical glass of Aj as he sits down next to him. Dave slides him a plate of pancakes and bacon, probably courtesy of their brother. Slipping on his socks and shoes, Dirk takes a bite of the sandwich crafted of the two, almost moaning in pleasure. He chuckles at Dave's sigh of annoyance.
" What? Can't a man enjoy his food without being criticized?" he takes another big bite of his food after saying this, letting out another moan to annoy Dave. He groans, covering his ears.
" I'd rather not know what you and Roxy sound like in your spare time, thank you very much." Dirk could see the slight blush on Dave's cheeks as he says this. He knew of his little crush on her, his poor sweet 18 year old. He and Roxy are only a year older, but Dirk is sure she still has her eye on things other than Dave. He smirks at his brother, loving to tease him on the subject.
" oh, I'm sorry," He puts his hand on his chest as if offended, " I'm sure you'd much rather hear her." He does a couple of effeminate moans to imitate Roxy and Dave slaps his arm. Dirk breaks into laughter and Dave throws an empty bottle of Aj at him before crossing his arms. He calms down and continues eating his breakfast in peace, finishing quickly. Dave and Dirk head out the door, getting into their respective cars. Now that he finally had a car, he didn't have to go out of the way to drive Dave to school before work.
Driving through town, Dirk pulls up to the Dark Rose. Seeing his brother had already opened shop, he quickly locks his car and heads inside. His brother had given him Co-ownership of the tattoo parlor when he turned 18. It was actually a family business and was started like, back in the 60's or something. Their mom and dad left when bro was 16; Roxy's mom took them in until Bro was able to take over the business. He smiles at Bro as he takes a seat behind the counter with him. Brodrick grins back before speaking.
"Your appointment should be showing up any second." Dirks nods in return, looking over his schedule book. He looks at the first name, Porrim Myriam, and recognizes her from her previous appointments. She was going through a mid-life crisis despite her young looks and had come in to get several piercings along with an arm tattoo done. She had an idea in her head for a full body change, and she was determined to get it. Porrim is a 40 year old model, though she has a body like she's in her 20's. She was coming in today to get the second to final piece of her transformation done, her legs. Dirk frowns as he looks back up to the shop windows, a large piercer wanted sign filling the corner. Their last one had left after getting into an argument with Bro about how whether or not getting high on the job was okay. Bro had sent Dirk to get certified before he worked there, but it would help having more than one piercer.
He looks up when the bell rings, alerting them to a customer. Speaking of the lady herself, here she is. Porrim smiles at Dirk as he stands to great her, following him to a back room afterwords. He grabs her drawings from a folder as she sits on the table, giving her a smile as he turns back around.
" So, how did you picture these going exactly?" Once he asks, she describes exactly how she pictured them and he sketches it out on pieces of transfer paper. While he is doing this, she strips down to her underwear so he can prep her and transfer the base lines to see if she likes it. After a few adjustments to the almost tribal design, they get started.
Dirk sits on his stool working on her legs as she talks. He found out when he met her that she was into... some pretty interesting things, so she can take the pain. She talks about several things, what she wants to do for the final part of her transformation being one. He hears the bell ring through the hum of the tattoo gun and her chatter, figuring it was one of his Bro's appointments.
Dirk was sitting between her legs, working on one of the two vines curling up her hip when he hears a knock on the door. He looks to her for permission, and when she nods he calls out to his brother on the other side, shutting off his gun. He watches from his stool as his Bro opens the door, not phased by her nakedness.
" Hey Dirk, just thought I should let you know that the piercer position has been filled." He gestures to a man behind him that looked into the room around bro. Dirk had to smirk slightly when the man blushes at the position of he and Porrim. "Apparently his clients were only men, but I'm sure you could show him the ropes with women. It's not like they're that different, he just has to be an adult about it" He chuckles, nudging the man who jumped slightly at the new attention. He nods, figuring it wouldn't be that hard, and Porrim chimes in,
" Dirk, he could sit in on my last piercing during the next appointment?" She give Dirk a questioning look, and he wasn't surprised at all by her boldness. The woman certainly wasn't shy. He gives her a smile in thanks, grateful not to have to convince some other woman. He gives a thumbs up to the two before shooing them from the room.
" If you're done now Bro, I was in the middle of a tattoo. I'll come out and introduce myself when we take a break." Brodrick nods and Dirk turns back to Porrim, hearing the door click shut as he lets out a sigh. Turning his gun back on, he re-dips it and continue tattooing. After he finishes up the leg, he bandages it and lets her get up to stretch before they continued. While she stands up and stretches her back, he sterilizes the equipment. Soon she comes over to Dirk and starts shooing him towards the door with a smile.
" Go meet the new help, I have to use the restroom anyways." She gives him a friendly shove before walking past him to the bathroom. Rolling his eyes at her hints, he walks out to the main room, throwing his rubber gloves into the trash. Dirk takes the chance to stretch his arms a bit to try and get rid of the slight numbness from the gun. He sees Bro first, standing behind the counter talking to someone. His back blocked them from sight so Dirk moves away from the entrance and further into the room. Bro stopped talking when Dirk came up and leaned rested his elbows against the counter.
" Hey Dirk, say hello to our new piercer Jake English." He roughly pats the guy's shoulder, smiling at him. Dirk holds his hand out for Jake to shake with a small smile,
"Dirk Strider, Co-owner of this parlor. Tattoo artist and piercer." Jake shakes his hand firmly, smiling back.
" Uh, hey. I'm Jake as your brother said, the new piercer." They both let go and Dirk turns towards Bro, Jake doing the same from their side of the counter. Dirk rests his elbow against the counter again as he talks to Bro.
" Hey, I'm gonna take off after Porrim is done since she's my only appointment for today. I'll show Jake the ropes when she comes in for her last appointment." Bro nods in consent before looking back to the computer in front of him, Jake just looking between the two Striders. Dirk gives him a small smile before walking back to the room, hearing Porrim open the door. He smiles at her and they re-enter to continue her tattoo. He mirrors the pattern on her other leg and hip before finishing up with the bandaging.
As they walk out together, he feels her squeeze his ass. Dirk looks back to see her smirking before making a 'call me' gesture. He rolls his eyes at her and she laughs. Walking out the door, she blows a kiss to Bro. Not even looking up, he reaches up his hand and 'catches' it. Smirking a little at Jake's slightly confused expression as he looks between the three of them, Dirk walks out the door giving a small wave behind him. Getting into his car, he looks at the time on the dash. He drives to the next block over, parking in front of a shop, The Purple Lily. Porrim may have started out as just his customer, but she introduced him to a whole new world.. One he had never known he would be part of.