“If you think I’d be stupid enough to have a woman’s name tattooed on my body, then you don’t know me as well as you think you do.” I was going to reply that I didn’t know him and didn’t want to, but when he turned and pointed to his butt, I shut my mouth, stunned into silence, waiting to hear what was coming next. “I might consider getting ‘Shelley Masters can kiss my ass’ here though. Do you think that’d work?” He slapped his ass cheek for effect, and I felt my hackles rise.
