//------------------------------// // A Pink Itch:1 // Story: Scratch That Itch: // by Ponyess //------------------------------// I had heard rumours of a new establishment next door of Berry Punches, who hadn't? Apparently it was named Scratchers' Inn, sounds like fun, but what was so new and special about it. In the end, I had taken the time to go there and see it for myself. The door front looks as if it they were serving fine tea. Maybe I should have pulled Rarity with me right there? I still proceeded with going in. The first I notice once I entered, they have a highly glossy marble floor, and the decor is apparently cherry wood. This started to look more and more like something that would please Rarity. I just couldn't turn back before I had seen all of it first. This looks like a bar, or possibly a restaurant, and a more stylish one at that. After a moment, a grey Unicorn approached me. “A table for one, or will some pony join you?” she enquired. “Yes, a table for one would be great!” I responded. “Any particular table you would prefer, a centre, window, booth, balcony of VIP?” she continued. “The balcony seems like fun!” I told her. “Right this way, and I'll find you a balcony!” she explained, before she started to walk along a path to the elevator, leading me to the second floor, before I found myself looking down at the establishment in a rather private setting. Then I noticed a small table up against the inner wall of the balcony she had chosen for me. There is a very comfortable looking chair, facing the entrance of my balcony. On the table, I could see a menu. On the cover of the menu I see four images, to the right there are two girls, and to the left two males. I knew they were females and males, because it had been printed. I chose the first girl with a curious looking suit made up by a garment covering her hips and another looking like the casual vest Rarity had made for Nyx. Maybe the light pink colour to the girl enticed me. According to the picture, she is very skinny looking, and stands on her hind hooves. Kind of like the people Twilight had encountered when she was at Canterlot High. As I opened the menu I had just found on the table, I realised, they actually do serve tea, only too many different blends for my taste. Still, I could try to find something enjoyable, couldn't I. What kinds of blends would they have. There is an entire page for just fruit teas, another for silly blends, like mint. Oh and finally, the special blends. What I found next is a selection of fancy salads, thankfully, I had had enough of reading through all the tea blends. “I'll have a pot of Lemon Tea, and Spring Leaf Salad!” I pointed out. “Then I'll be back with your order in a moment!” she declared, as she left for the kitchen. I pondered my situation for a moment. The establishment felt a bit classy to me, but Rarity should most likely love it, by what I had seen this far. If the tea and salad was to be anything like the decor and service felt like, she was bound to love that too. All of a sudden, my thoughts were broken right off, as I hear a pair of soft hooves slowly and discreetly moving towards me. The girl soon walked into the space behind me on my one seat balcony. Apparently there was another reason for her to wear the uniform depicted on the menu front. The name tag. I didn't look at it right away, maybe I would look at it later, but for now I just looked her over. Her uniform is quite tight fitting, and is shiny. It is easy to see, since it is a bright pink hue. Only now I was more interested in her face. I guess this is the first human I had seen. She still looks just as small and skinny as the image had made her out to be. Her lips had been painted a matching pink, I guess I like the colour, it is after all my favourite colour. Then I noticed her eyes are cerise. This girl had slight pink mane, or hair as well. The image had depicted her with a strange and hairless tail, which is three feet long. To my surprise, her hooves had been painted a cerise, matching her eyes. Even her eyelashes had been fashioned to match her mane. Then there is this strange part of her, aside from being skinny and walking on her hind legs, she apparently has hands, and her inch long semi square nails are painted in a matching cerise. “If you lean back, I would love to scratch your ear!” she then spoke. “Oh yeah, I guess that's what the novelty of this establishment was!” I responded, as I lean back, just waiting for her to do what she was supposed to do. “Thanks. I hope you are going to enjoy my presence, since I enjoy my job here!” she responded, before she moved on to place her right hand on my shoulder, and used her left hand in order to scratch my ear in the manner she had been trained. “Mmmm!” I just moaned. This certainly did feel good. Much better than I had expected, as it turned out. Guess I hadn't been prepared for what she could do for me. Even if Rarity had taken me to the SPA several times, and I certainly had enjoyed it, and not just because I was with her, or the fact that it made her happy. I felt her slowly move her fingers. These thin and seemingly delicate tips slowly eliciting strangely and unexpectedly pleasant sensations. I just closed my eyes, what else would I do. I had little to nothing to do, as I wait for my tea and salad to arrive. I didn't even have much anything to see. Even though I guess I could look down at every pony down stairs, or in any of the balconies I could see from here. I still felt like just closing my eyes. Why look at other ponies, when I could enjoy what this strangely looking human girl could do for me.