For the past three days I've been laying low. I got an extra day because I made the mistake of flinching when I accidentally touched one of my nipple piercings, which truthfully didn't even hurt any more, just a little stiffness.
The other one down below was still a little uncomfortable, but not too much. Colton took very good care of them, and me, so that I didn't get an infection or suffer some other disaster.
Anyway, I flinched, and was ordered to get undressed, and though I wasn't confined to the bed I couldn't do anything.
"Why don't I go get my things from dad's today then?"
"Because, I don't want you bending and lifting things just yet..."
"I read about piercings online, and people said that it was quite alright to go on as usual..."
He just turned and gave me this look that I clearly read as his signature 'the fuck I care?', so I closed my lips up tight.