Ballpoint Tattoos

The night before the arrest, Dante hadn’t been so eager to get Jade out of the house, in spite of the fact that she was having a psychotic break of sorts. Jade was drawing over her arms and legs with a ballpoint pen. “Beautiful tattoo,” She said to ten-year-old Charlotte who was sitting next to her. Charlotte got up and left the room when Jade tried draw on her arm.

Jade then turned her attention to Dante who was sitting on the adjacent loveseat. “What’s wrong!” Jade said to him in a slightly menacing way. “I’ll give you a tattoo!” With that, Jade moved to Dante, sat at the foot of the loveseat and firmly secured his leg by wrapping her limbs around it. Dante glanced up to make sure the kids were not watching. Jade started drawing on his hairy leg. It tickled. Dante squirmed a bit when she pressed hard. Jade was mumbling incoherently as she drew blue lines on his leg. She wrapped her arm up and around Dante’s thigh to make him hold still. Dante started to feel aroused. The arousal was visible under his shorts. “Oh look at you!” Jade exclaimed with a triumphant cackle. “You like tattoo!” She leaned over and kissed his engorged manhood through the shorts, then bared her teeth and snapped them shut in the air close enough that he could feel her breath on his thigh.

It crossed Dante’s mind that sex with someone who was mentally unstable might not be morally decent. It was akin to taking advantage of a drunk or retard. As those thoughts crossed his mind, Dante was already too caught up in the excitement to stop. They weren’t divorced yet, he thought to himself.