The Meeting
Currently I only have two tattoos which is few for a tattoo artist. My second one is a small dirt bike on my ankle, which I also did. Today I'm getting one more. I have been wanting another tattoo anyway. I want to get the fox in flames somewhere. I was thinking about getting it on my lower stomach but I'm not sure. I pushed open the doors to Hart and Huntington and walked right up to the front desk. A pretty blonde came up with a huge smile.
"Hi there. What can we do for you today?"
"Well I have an original design that I want done."
"Okay one second." She turned and stepped towards a door and called for Thomas. A blonde guy wearing baggy black jeans and a black The Company T-shirt stepped out. So this was Thomas. Tattoo's covered his arms and the backs of his hands as well. There was a small one on his cheek and a small one on his neck. He had a bad boy look to him and the smile he flashed at me was really sexy.
"Hi. What can I do for you?"
"I want this tattoo." I pulled out the paper from my zip up sweater's pockets. I had it all colored in and he looked impressed as he studied it.
"Did you do this yourself?" I nodded. "Okay and where do want it?"
"I was thinking on my stomach but what do you think?"
"Well let's go to the back and see." He turned his head to a guy in glasses. "How much will that be Bryan?" Bryan looked at the picture and said, "$200" I nodded and followed Thomas to a small room in the back. We each sat in a chair and he gave me some options that he thought would look good but we both settled on the lower stomach. I sat onto the table and removed my sweater.
"So anyway what's your name?"
"Shannon Anders." He slid my white tank top up a little. I pushed my baggy jeans down a bit and burst out laughing. "Sorry I'm just not usually the one on the table."
"You ever get a tattoo before?"
"Not from another person. I have two that I did myself."
"You an artist?" I nodded and unconsciously my stomach flexed when he began the outline. The outline is probably the most painful part of a tattoo. Thomas had his eyes glued to his work and was concentrating completely.
Shannon's tattoo was a pretty good design. She had quite a bit of talent and was fucking hot too. Her stomach was flat and hard from physical activities. He wondered what she did to give her muscled arms. She probably wasn't working anywhere right now or she would have got a tattoo there.
"Actually Papa told me I should come down here and check if you guys have any openings." Papa was the bad ass tattoo artist who taught Thomas and Clark. If Papa sent her down here then she clearly did have talent.
"Okay when I'm done here if you have any of your stuff I'll take a look." She smiled and nodded. Thomas switched to the orange color of the flames and yelled for Quinn.
The blonde who met me at the counter when I first came in came to the door right after Thomas yelled.
"Tell Carey to get in here." She gave him mock salute and left the way she came. Five minutes later the famous Carey Hart walked in. Being a moto-cross rider like me I knew all about him. The creator of the Hart Attack, Carey now owned Hart and Huntington.
"Hi?" Thomas didn't waste time.
"She was wondering if she could work in this hell hole. As an artist." Carey laughed at Thomas's view of the place.
"What's your name?"
"Shannon Anders." He glimpsed down at the fox tattoo that Thomas was finishing up.
"Was your brother at the dunes a couple days ago. I saw an Anders." He looked at Thomas. "Remember the dude who was passing everyone up the hill then out catwalked those other two guys?" When Thomas nodded Carey looked at me. I felt a twinge of annoyance.
"That guy was me." Both of the guys had looks of surprise.
"Were you at the FSX show last month. There was a Shan Anders there."
"Yea once again that was me." Thomas bandaged up my new tattoo and I sat up and grabbed my sweater to put it on.
"Why aren't you with a group or anything the things you were doing there. I've been looking into you quite a bit. You could easily join Crusty Demons. A couple of those guys were there and you showed them up."
"Why aren't I with the Crusty Demons? That's an easy question. I don't have a penis." I said it in such a matter of fact tone that they both started laughing. Carey and me talked some more about the job and every once in a while Thomas would pop in with a question. When they asked to see some of my work I opened up my sweater so they could see my arm and then I reached down and slid my pants up. They stepped closer to look and Thomas ran his fingers down it.
He looked up at me and our eyes locked. I did my best to not look away or blush. It's not like me to blush just because a guy looks at me. Even if he is as sexy as Thomas is. It took a few seconds for me to realize that Carey was saying something. I broke the contact and looked at Carey trying to ignore the fact that Thomas was still watching me.
"Did you do this all at once or what. It's really awesome."
"No I started with just the bike then I went back and added details so it was my bike. After a little bit I put a rider on it." He continued to study it. The rider was doing a no handed can-can and was giving the finger as he did it.
"You know I want to give you chance. In a couple of days we will have our new manager." Him and Thomas exchanged a look.
"Yea we can give her a chance but in this place I don't put up with any shit. But since Papa sent you here I'll give you a chance. You can start Monday at nine a.m. Go meet the staff." He stood up and left.
Carey shook his head and laughed. I shook his hand and walked into the main room where Quinn and another guy with a bunch of tattoos on his arms were hanging out. He wore glasses and had a growth of beard. The blonde stepped forward.
"How did that go?"
"Good I got a job." They both got up and shook my hand. There was a guy I didn't see before standing beside the blonde. Quinn said his name was Kamil. We all talked for a little while and Bryan took me around to show me everything. I met a huge guy they call big E, a guy with an eye patch named Clark, a guy covered in tattoos whose name was Jesse and the shop helper Dizzle.
"Well?" After a couple minutes Thomas cleaned up his stuff and rejoined Carey. When Thomas didn't reply Carey continued.
"She's hot that's for sure." Thomas turned and glared.
"She's going to be a employee Carey so keep it in your pants." Carey didn't bother mentioning that Thomas went out with an employee for five months. Besides it was funny pissing Thomas off.