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the laws. If his dad wasn’t impressed, Greg could be in a lot of
trouble. The kid left dejected, but Greg’s licensure was intact.
    We had some lunch. The pink-haired girlfriend cooked
and the purple-haired sister served. Those three had a strange relationship.
One that I was sure I didn’t really want to know any more about.
    After lunch we got back to it. A guy about my age
who had just got out of Corcoran State Prison came by looking to get one of his
prison tats removed. Greg explained the process to him and I listened, but then
Greg told him he didn’t have the equipment to remove them. He told him who
would have it and where he would go if it were him.
    Greg explained, “The laser stuff is the best way to
go, but it’s expensive for to me to buy the equipment and for you to get the
tat taken off. I have a list of a few places not far away that will do it for
you and they come highly recommended. Then again, it’s a long, hard process.
You may want to look at just covering it up with something else.”
    The guy showed Greg the tattoo in question. It was a
big one on his side. I could see why he wanted it taken off. It was a big,
ugly, black swastika. In prison, it showed you were part of a certain group,
which was important for your own protection. Out on the streets though, it was
offensive as hell to anyone who saw it.
    Greg checked it out and asked, “What about football?
You got a team?”
    “Cowboys fan,” the guy said.
    Greg gave him a raised eyebrow look that told him
how he felt, but he said, “I could cover it with a dark blue star and some
silver around the edges. It’ll take a couple of sessions and it won’t be cheap,
but I’m willing to bet it’ll be cheaper than getting it removed.”
    “That’s cool,” the guy told him. “Can we start
today?”
    “Sure, I’ve got my happy helper here,” he said about
me.
    “How about if I do the outline Dax and you can take
over coloring it in? If you feel comfortable I’ll have you do the silver
outline also.”
    “Yeah, that sounds great,” I told him.
    Once Greg was finished with the outline of the star,
I started the coloring in process. It was a big star so the coloring in was
going to take a while. I worked on him for about an hour before he said he had
enough and he wanted to come back in a few days to finish. After he left, I
asked Greg a few more questions about his tools and techniques and then I
thanked him and went to get ready for my date with Olivia.

 
    CHAPTER
NINE
    OLIVIA
    Dax picked me up from my uncle’s house right on time
for our date. He’d text me and told me to dress casually and to wear a bikini
underneath my clothes. I was glad it was warm outside when I heard that. I
didn’t know what he had in mind, but whatever it was; I was looking forward to
it being just him and I having a good time alone…like it used to be.
    I wore a bikini and put a blue tank top on over it
and a wrap-around skirt over a pair of matching leggings. I wore my hair down,
mostly because it made it easier to get my helmet on that way.
    “Hey gorgeous,” he said with a smile when he saw me.
“You look great.”
    “Thanks, so do you,” I told him.
    He wore a short-sleeved shirt with a collar on it
and what looked like a brand new pair of jeans. I grabbed a jacket for the
bike, a leather one that Dax had actually bought for me a few years back.
    “Are you ready?”
    “Maybe,” I said with a smile. “Where are we going?”
    “It’s a surprise,” he said.
    When he said wear the bikini, I was thinking picnic
at the lake, but he didn’t seem to be carrying anything on the bike other than
his regular saddle bags. I hoped the date involved food though, because I was
starving.
    I followed him out to the bike and we both put on
our jackets and helmets. He slipped on his gloves and straddled the bike and I
slipped on behind him. I loved the feel of him and the smell of leather. I
loved the feel of the cool air on my face, being able to see the