Fetishdoll - Paula's Story

As I had mentioned before, Meredith gave me a job at her NewAge store and it was kinda cool. It was on this street that had a lot of little shops and it was also near a local college. All I had to do was stock new books and stuff and occasionally run the cash register. Most of the people who came in where either hippies or middle aged chunky women. The first were always college kids or whatever and they always talked to me, being that I was the only young person ever in the store. Most of the middle-aged housewives would either talk to me and treat me like a little kid or they would avoid looking at me all together. The chunky housewives preferred to talk to Meredith and sometimes I could be telling them the same thing Meredith had just said to a customer only an hour before and they would just turn away from me as soon as Meredith walked into the room.
Meredith was different at the store as well, or maybe I just noticed it more. She was more sure of herself and more relaxed. She was also bossier, not letting me get a minute of slack time. Within a few days I knew all about the healing power of crystals and the cleansing power of sage (which we sold a lot of) and other new age, hippy dippy stuff. I also met a lot of women who were into Wicca, or better known as Witchcraft. Both young kids and the old chunkies were always asking me if I was a "Witch"? I would always say, "depends on who you ask."

One day these kids came in and they made Meredith really nervous. They had tattoos and piercings, rings through their lips and eyebrows, nose and all over! Not one single one had natural hair color. One girl's hair was dyed pink, the other had blue and green and black and the other kids were either bleached or bright red or jet black! I was totally freakin' lovin' it!
This one girl who was older than the rest, had braided hair and it was dyed dark red and black. She had rings going all around both ears and a stud in her nose. She wore a tight white T-shirt with no bra and she had breasts a little larger than mine but not by much, maybe just on the edge of a B cup. I didn't mean to stare right at her boobs, but the shirt was so tight you could easily see the outline of both nipples poking through her shirt, but more interesting than that was that she had both nipples pierced! Very large thick metal rings hung down from both nipples with a ball right at the bottom of the ring. Her shirt was cut off so that you could see her stomach and she had a black tribal looking tattoo that went around her belly button and across her lower stomach. She wore jeans that hung really low on her hips, they looked like boys jeans. I could see her hip bones and the start of the swell of her soft fleshy hips as they caught the jeans and held them on. Of course her navel was pierced as well and she wore big fat DocMartins. I know I must have been staring like a total dork, but she was amazing and she looked so cool! I was completely in awe.
When she caught me gawking or maybe when I came out of my trance, she smiled at me knowingly.
"Hi" She said softly, her head tilted down and her eyes peering at me through dark eyelashes. I felt my stomach knot up and my heart race.
"Hi, can I help you guys find something?" I said...a little too eager.
"Just looking around. You must be new here, I haven't seen you before?"
"Yeah, I just started this week. Do you come in here a lot?" I said hopefully.
"Well I might start now that you work here."
Was that flirting? I nearly felt my stomach flip over! I couldn't believe that anyone cool would be flirting with me!
"Actually I have a little tattoo shop around the corner."
"You work there? Wow! That must be so cool!" I said.
"We all work there, but I own it."
"Man, I've never met anyone who owns a tattoo shop!"
"You should come over and check it out some time. I could show you how it's done. Right then another girl came up and she put her arms around the girl I'd been talking to.
"God! I'm so lame! I'm Amber." She said holding out her hand. I took it and she shook hands with me roughly, pulling me forward a bit, "and this is Persia." Persia looked at me and smiled but didn't offer her hand.
"Amber?" Persia said in a little girl voice, "they have this really cool Voodoo book back there, can I get it?"
Amber looked at me and rolled her eyes and smiled. I smiled back but I know my eyes must have been as big around as soccer balls. These girls were obviously lesbians! I was completely freaked! I wanted to ask, I wanted to know for sure, but I didn't say a word. Persia had a shaved head all except for a lock right in front that was bleached and combed down straight. She wore a baggy T-shirt and faded, ripped up jeans-shorts that came way up around her ass. She had on these really cool leggings and when they walked to the back I saw they had the same tattoo at the small of their back. It was really freaky to see two open lesbians and I was really amazed and very excited!
"I just don't understand how kids can do that to their bodies! I mean did you see that one girl?" Meredith seemed to be talking more to herself than me. I didn't respond and she continued, moving in a little closer to me. I think she was actually afraid.
"That one girl was really pretty but she has metal coming out of everywhere! Paula, I'm so happy you aren't falling into that silly trendy crap!"
"I think it's cool." I said plainly, and noticing the irony of Meredith owning a "New Age" store and making fun of anyone's "trendyness". Meredith looked at me as if she were trying to figure something out and then Amber and Persia came back and plopped the Voodoo book down on the counter. A few minutes later they were all walking out of the store and Meredith was trying to rush over to make sure that none of the other kids had shop lifted anything. Amber turned to me and smiled and I smiled, trying hard not to rush out the door after them. When they were gone Meredith came over and started up about them being Satan worshipers or some other silly nonsense, but I was still seeing them in my mind. I realized suddenly that I was trembling like a kid on Christmas morning. I was standing there trembling because I had seen my first real life lesbians and they were beautiful! More than beautiful, they were the coolest kids I had ever seen in my life!

The next day Amber came back into the store alone. As soon as I saw her I skipped from behind the counter were I was sorting some new books we had gotten in and ran up to give her a hug. She stopped and stepped back, I guess a little freaked out by me running up to her. Suddenly self conscious, I stopped and put my hands behind my back but stood as close to her as I could.
"Hey! How are ya?" I said giddy with excitement.
"Good, good..." she said smiling but warming up a bit, "I though you were going to jump on me for a second there."
"I'm sorry, I was just excited to see you again."
"Well, I didn't say that would have been a bad thing." She said grinning and I looked at her honestly speechless. She punched me in the arm and I laughed. "I came by to see if you wanted to go check out the shop?"
"Yeah! That would be awesome!" I said, almost jumping up and down. Amber was like, "Ok, calm down. When do you get off?"
"Oh we can go now!" I said excited.
"Don't you have to tell your boss?"
"Oh, she's cool, let's go!"

The store was amazing! The walls were decorated with photos of people that they had tattooed and drawings. Amber was an amazing artist! She showed me all the tools and the inks and told me about the difference in inks and what the gun does. I couldn't get enough! I was thrilled just to be there and talking to these people! I thought I was going to explode!
"You know, you are so beautiful, you would look really amazing with a tattoo!"
I blushed and didn't say a word.
"Have you ever though about getting a tattoo?" She asked, moving in closer.
My heart started to race so fast I thought it was going to shoot out of my chest! "No, not really. But I love your tattoos! The only tattoos I had ever seen before where the cheesy redneck stuff. I didn't even know that there were tattoos as beautiful as yours."
Amber smiled and made me sit down on the big couch in their front space. It was the kind of couch that sucks you down and as soon as she sat in it, we were practically on top of each other. As I always do when I get really nervous, I started to sweat like a pig! I closed my arms down and tried to look comfortable. Amber seemed to be enjoying it.
"So why don't you get one?"
"I have no idea what I would get, I'd have to think about it."
"Most people start off with something small, just to get over that virgin skin thing." I know she saw me jump when she said virgin. "But when you get past it, then you either start to go crazy with it or you don't."
"I do love your tats, maybe you can help me pick one out."
"I'd love to! Any time you want to come by."
Amber put her arm around me and showed me a book full of tattoos and all kinds of designs. Finally I picked out a little Asian style tribal dragon and she said she though it would look really good on me. Only I didn't have enough cash to do a tattoo so Amber said that I probably should think about it anyway. The whole time I was sitting in her shop I was thinking that this was wonderful, like I felt like I had finally found a place, people, that I could fit in with. I felt at home.

When I got home I came into an empty house. I went around looking through the house. It was kinda late so I expected my Mom to at least be around. Then I saw the answering machine was blinking and I got really excited cause I thought it was Tina. I hit the button and it was my Mom.
"Paula, there are some frozen dinners in the freezer and some money in the jar, so I think you'll be ok. Bill asked me to go out of town with him for a week or so and I thought this would be a good chance for you to show some responsibility..." and then she went into trying to sound like a Mom but not really doing a good job. I was used to my Mom being gone and leaving me alone so I wasn't freaked out, but a week or more! What ever will I do? (smile)