Chapter 22 - Ghost

“So, where do you want it?” Mint was sitting on a stool, putting on a pair of gloves after washing her hands.

“How big is the mark?” It finally hit me in just how many ways I was disrespecting Dad. I was a trans lesbian that was about to get her very first tattoo. Never mind the whole being a succubus thing.

“Eh, it’s a small thing, about the size of an Estrofem container.” I raised my eyebrow at Mint. I had no context for what Estrofem was. I figured a form of Estrogen from the name, but that was about it. Mint thankfully caught on to my confusion “...It’s slightly bigger than an Oreo.”

“Oh, uhm… here then? Like, where the neck curves to the shoulder?” With one quick point to the spot, Mint replied by patting down the tattooing chair for me to sit on.