Heeb Flirts in New York City
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“Speaking of body decorations, I luuhhhvv your belly
piercing!” Heeb said, looking at the gold ring in the
center of her slim, tan waist. Despite the artic cold,
Angelina had opted for a skin tight, black tube top that
ended just above her belly, on the assumption that a warm
cab, a winter coat, and a short wait to get into the club
was an adequate frosty weather strategy. Heeb was still
reverently staring at her belly when Angelina finally
caught her breath from laughing.
“Do you really like it? You’re just saying that so that
you can check out my belly!”
“And what’s so bad about that? I mean, didn’t you get
that belly piercing so that people would check out your
belly?”
“No. I just thought it would look cool…Do you have any
piercings?”
“Actually, I do,” Heeb replied.
“Where?”
“My appendix.”
“Huh?”
“I wanted to be the first guy with a pierced organ. And
the appendix is a totally useless organ anyway, so I
figured why the hell not?”
“That’s pretty original,” she replied, amused.
“Oh yeah. I’ve outdone every piercing fanatic out there.
The only problem is when I have to go through metal
detectors at the airport.”
Angelina burst into laughs again, and then managed to
say, “Don’t you have to take it out occasionally for a
cleaning?”
“Nah. I figure I’ll just get it removed when my appendix
bursts. It’ll be a two for one operation, if you know
what I mean.”
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