So here's what happened when I got a hole in my ear...
It began 18 months ago, when we were at dinner with a couple we know. When we had the drink before dinner, my wife discovered that the hostess had a new hole in her ear. They was talking about it and my wife said that she been thinking of add one to.. and she ask me if I would like it. I didn't know what to answer so I just said; I guess so...
My wife's friend than said - let's do it to night. I have the things we need and the oven is warm!
She went away and come back bringing a small oval silver box. On the top there were a nut. She opened it and inside it was a thimble and a needle. She went for a small cork and asked my wife for one of her ear rings. This day it was luckily just plain gold sleepers. The hostess put it all in the box, added some water and put on the cap and tightened with the screw nut. She said that this sterilize just as well as any doctors equipment. She put the box into the oven that still were heated to 200C.
After the dinner, som houer later, she took out the stuff from the kitchen and put it on the table, for to cool, while we had the coffee.
Than she asked my wife if was ready to have her ear done. My wife looked at me and said: witch side? Left I told - that's the side I see when we make love. We all laugh about that and she rubbed the ear with alco gel. She put on the thimble, put the cork behind the lobe and twisted the needle while she pressed it true the ear.
I was siting just beside and I my hart beatet more than after a 5 km run... my mouth was dry even thou I was drinking. Than she let go and the cork was hanging on the back and the needle was pointing in the ear. The hostess took a cotton swab, held it on the lobe and pulled out the needle. Than it was time for the ring and it took some seconds - that was the only second I sew some pain in my wife's face.
Later that evening I couldn't take my eyes off or stop thinking of that piercing...
I found it so thrilling.
Some weeks later, when we were cleaning in the basement, she found a box with her old jewelery in. There were one silver clip on earring and told me to test it. She put it on and she said she also prefer the left side by the same reason. We finish the basement and I sew how she glimpse at my attribute. Keep it for the whole day she asked.
In the morning I took it of and put it on the bed table.
Some weeks later she ask me if I would were it again, she told me I look so good with it. I can't say no and as long as we were alone at home I didn't care, and in fact I liked it.
One late eve in the bed, in November last year, she asked me if I would like to pierce my ear. I told her that would maybee be nice but I couldn't because of my job. There was no way that I could have a ring in my ear for that 6 weeks it takes to heal.
She told me about one of her friends that wasn't allowed by her parents to pierce. She did it anyway and used the plastic thread that is used for prize tags to keep the holes open. Those threds have a stop in one end and can easily be put in from behind and cut flush with the front of the lobe. Than it was easely hiden with some cosmetics...
I answered maybe sometimes... but I was really thrilled by the idea.
Also, by occasion she often forgot to close this website when she had been on the net... or if she just wanted me to look into it...
Last Christmas and new year we had rented a cottage for 12 days. Just she and me.
When we were packing I happened to se, I in her purse, "that little silver box".
I got a small gift the evening before christmas day... a small purple velvet box with a 25 mm titanium sleeper.
That night it was my turn to be in focus. It was turn to feel the needle go thru my ear and the joy of having a really pierced earring.
I will for ever remember that crashing sound when she pierced me and the hot bumping feeling in my ear when the ring was inserted.
For the first 2 months I had some plastic stick in the hole. Now I think it's permanent so I just hide it with some cover cream that she got for me.
The piercering is still a secret for everyone but me and my wife.
I were that earring - or borrow one of her studs - not daily, but more than once a week and I nowadays love it! I can't tell who have most joy of it, me or my wife!