In which the Missy does her part to spread poly goodness to the vanilla masses. Or at least her Stepmom’s friends.

The Missy and I had dinner last night after she and I went to get her industrial piercing. Which, btw, looks awesome. And during which the subject of my own piercings never came up (I took her to Courtney at Cheap Trx, who did all mine.) Anyway, while eating yummy…