Permanent marker...

Last night I was on the couch stalling my late entry into a much needed and demanded shower. Alpha came by with a black permanent marker. I was fairly sure that the "whore" and "slut" would wash off my thighs, I even had confidence that the "MINE" above my pubic bone would come off with a little bit of soap. Uhh, no. Still there. The ridiculous thing is, I use the same markers at work to keep track of water jugs and their sterilization chart--it washes off every friggin time. And no, I'm not cramming myself into a dishwasher to check the success rate of removing permanent marker off delicate skin. After all, I don't mind that much. At least He didn't write lies all over me and kept it to the covered regions lol. It will be a new experience to run errands all over town with my traits and position written on me...