“I never thought you’d do this to me,” Sandy whispered. "All along, you knew.”
“You are fixated on it,” Jim said. “You mumble in your sleep, put your hands down there and moan a lot. You fascination with other people’s piercings is pretty obvious, you know.”
“No, I don’t know. And I’m sure I didn’t say I wanted rings and barbells in all of these places.”
“Well, let’s see how it goes. We can always take them out, you know.”
Without giving Sandy any further warning, Jim ran the needle through BOTH lips at the same time. Surprised, Sandy bucked and shuddered and Jim dropped the stretched flesh from his squeezing fingers and let it rest, with the needle still in it, on the weeping girl's abdomen, the sharp end of the needle scratching her left thigh. Apparently, the anesthetic hadn’t compl
