So I'm sitting here, the night has come upon me, and I write away. What do I feel about this? I feel good.
At A Glance Author ...thegreyestofblueskies... Contact exotic_impact@hotmail.com When A week ago Artist Bear Studio First On Granville Location Downtown Vancouver I woke up earlier on this week, opened the mailbox and saw my sweet, sweet paycheck awaiting me. I figured, today was the day I would head on downtown and get my nipples done. Circumstances permitting, I was unable to get them done in the past, one being the fact that nipple procedures will not be done on a minor, under the age of 18 over yonder. I'm sure we can all appreciate that. Two being, well, extra flowage of cash. Everything being in order, I haul my little brother downtown for a day of spending my hard earned money.
My appointment (and yes I made an appointment) was for 3:30pm, so my brother and I had a good hour to kill before I went in. So I took him out for a little lunch...chitchatted...caught up on his magnificent life and strolled on into First. I love the place. Out of all the piercing establishments in the lower mainland, I feel welcomed and accepted walking in there. A young man standing at the counter whom I had spoken to on the phone earlier on in the day, shot me a warm smile as he dealt with a couple girls wanting to get their tongues pierced. I smiled back and gave my brother my coat and purse to hold and approached the glass counters and admired the beautiful jewelry. The young man handed me the standard form to fill out, and the little booklet they give you to read over, that has information on healing processes, ways to clean your piercing, and such... things I am all too familiar with, but still enjoy looking over. After filling out my information, the man did a little test on me (which he does to everyone who comes in, no matter how modded up you are) and gave me a wink and an A+. He showed me the 14 gauge cbrs that would be used and let me pick the beads I wanted. My brother told me to go with a couple of shiny, navy ones, and so I did.
Bear strolls on out after performing a genital piercing on the girl before me (note: she was putting her belt back on...) and told me to come with him. I love my Bear. He's preformed 5 of my 10 mods now and I wouldn't go to anyone else. He's a short, stocky man with large gauge ears and a voice so soothing and sexy I fall in love with him every time I get a piercing. The back room is always clean, and I've never felt uneasy there. Bear sprays down the doctor-like chair with a disinfectant and wipes it down. He begins to do the usual, pull out the clamps, the two needles, many, many Q-tips and your favorite and mine, the soy sauce (iodine). I take my bra and shirt off and feel totally at ease, which is... a very good thing. Bear begins to clean my nipples and gets down on his knees to do the placement. He has this way of getting me to laugh and feel good about myself that makes the whole procedure seem almost irrelevant. So I'm all marked up and I lie down on the table, and Bear asks me , if I was to get just one nipple done, which would it be? I look down and immediately grab my right breast. Apparently, the right nipple is the first to be pierced.
Here I am, on my back, Bear standing above me and talking me through what he is going to be doing. This is all repetitive to me, but I love it. I love to have him send me off into my meditative state and have him wait with me there before he does anything. He has me breathing and imagining something...the clamps are in place and he puts the needle beside the little black line he drew earlier. Breathe he tells me. Breathe. In, and out. In, and out. One more... IN and POW. Amazingly there was no pain. Amazingly I shook with the amazement. I look down and I have a needle through my nipple. Bear looks at me, smiles and slides the jewelry on in. How lovely. He asked me if I was okay, and I nodded. So I turned around and we proceeded to the next nipple. Clamp on, Bear pulls me back into meditation. He gives me a little more time to get to where I need to be and slides the needle through. The left breast swelled to meet that insane pleasure. I immediately told him, that one was better. He laughs and tells me, usually when something hurts, people don't use words like, GOOD or BETTER, just so you know...
So jewelry in place, I hop up, watch Bear wash his hands and tell me about his desire to smoke a cigarette. I smile, put on my clothes, thank him while still in the room and walk out. I always feel so empowered on the walk out to pay. All the young kids enquiring about tongue and nose piercing, watching you intently. I used to be one of them. Yes I did.
My Bear gives me a smile, writes out a bill, and I hand him $100, for the $90 job. I thank him again and he tells me to call him in two weeks to let him know how things are doing. I nod and walk out.
Here I am now, pierced nipples and a happier girl. Thank Bear.