My best friend, who's name is also Megan, by the way, had been planning on a tattoo for months. She must have arranged the design and everything else at least 3 months before her 18th birthday. She had helped to design a cross bearing "R.I.P MOTHER" with Lilies of the Valley trailing around it. She always said if she got a tattoo, she would want something to have a memorial to her mother.
At A Glance Author Megan IAM Faking Sanity When Three months ago Artist I always forget his name Studio Sin on Skin Location Pearland, TX
She and I went up to Sin on Skin when she thought she was ready to get her first tattoo. It turns out she was terrified and not ready at all. I decided to ask her if she would rather get a new piercing. Then I further proceeded in trying to pursuade her to get her nipples pierced. She kept saying she could never get her nipples done, so I asked about her tongue. I guess she was still nervous because she said no again. I pryed at her about her nipples one more time but she still refused, though I knew she was desperately wanting a new body mod.
Before I knew it, my best friend, as well as the shop owners, began to try and convince me that I should get my nipples pierced. I had always wondered what it would be like I stood around and thought about it, but I was like, "Nah... not this time, I don't have enough money with me..." Of course Megan, being my best friend and all, offered to pay for me to have one nipple pierced. I kept getting asked if I wanted both, but thought one sounded just fine for the time being.
I was led into the familiar piercing room of theirs and took off my shirt and bra in order for the piercer to get my nipple erect and the location of the ring correct. Well of course I ended up getting nervous and my nipple did not want to come out and play. It was being so stubborn. Just my luck, they had popsicles in their freezer, so I got to stand around with a popsicle on my right nipple, trying to get it erect. After about 5 minutes, we decided to get on with it. The clamp was almost unbearable for me. My nipple still wasn't fully erect and the clamp was making it so difficult. I ended up bleeding from the stupid thing, it pinched so bad. When I finally felt the stab of the needle, I was so relieved. It actually felt good. Much better than the clamp anyway. I had picked a nice CBB with a gray ball. It looked so good resting on my skin. I loved it.
Now of course, I was warned ahead of time that I should get both nipples pierced. I was told I would end up wanting the other. Sure enough, the very next day, I wanted to go back and get my left nipple pierced. This time a few more friends wanted to tag along and watch. They were always quite fascinated every time I would come home with a new piercing. So we headed up to Sin on Skin one more time. I definitely wasn't nervous this time, I was just excited. As we all trail in the door, my piercer calls out, "Back for the other one?" Everyone laughs as I sheepishly agree.
I head back into the "piercing chamber" one more time and remove my shirt and bra and prepare myself for another popsicle, which I'm crossing my fingers that I won't need. I get informed that I forgot the popsicle from the night before and it melted on the counter top... oopsie. So as my piercer cleans my left nipple and prepares his equiptment, my nipple decides to fully pop out. Of course one has to cooperate more than the other. Looks like there is no need for a popsicle this time. What a relief. So I sit down in the piercing chair and wait to have my nipple clamped. It's not as difficult this time, naturally. I feel the needle pop through. It hurts a bit more for the left nipple. Of course, I'm sure it's because my right nipple was frozen and numb the whole time. The jewelry slides right in and I look down and smile. I'm so happy to have both nipples pierced now. I feel evened out.
They've been healing pretty well so far. It's very easy to keep them clean and take care of them. The only thing is that you can see them showing through almost every shirt I own and I get asked if I've got my nipples pierced all the time. It's funny sometimes. Until this day, Megan still reminds me that she owns my right nipple. She claims it has for because she paid for the piercing. I'm still trying to get her to go through with her tattoo as well. She knows she wants it. The poor girl's just scared.
So I'm sitting here thinking of all the piercings I have and all the possibilities of future piercings. I ask myself, "What's next?" Hmmm... maybe a triangle... or a horizontal hood... maybe a septum... or a vertical labret... I guess time will tell.