I was raised with strictBible belt rules and had been the only son to a father I never knew.Mom was my rudder and protector. She was a big woman "larg... bones" sheoften said," when talking with her female friends. She sometimes"dated", but never brought men home.My hormones kicked in at about fourteen. I could not stop thinkingabout sex. The girls in my class fueled my masturbation thoughts. Mytiny penis became my god. I was only about 2 inches hard with smalljust bigger than grape sized balls.. When we got outside the taxi and paid the driver, the place was closed. There was another couple also trying to get in and they explained it sometimes closes. We were all pissed off and started to walk back to the hotel which was around 20 minutes - all I could think about was what could have been. By the time we reached the hotel I was ready for another beer as was my wife so we said goodnight to our friends and found a few bars where we spent a couple of hours. My wife and I had experienced. The woman took it and placed it over the nylon and then slowly rubbed it over the rasping material."Ohhhh Mary... that's nice." She breathed as she continued stroking Mary.Her words ceased as she kissed her and removed her hand from the girl's leg to place her fingers around the buttons of her blouse and pop them open. She worked her way down, at the same time moving Mary's hand higher up her leg and onto her thigh. Mary closed her eyes as she felt her shirt being pulled off and the woman's. I heard one of them say to the other, "She should go down well," to which the other replied, "Yes, bet the whore gets a good fucking as well". They both laughed. The inside looked no better than the outside. The floor was bare with spilt drinks, fag ends and god knows what else, the tables looked no better and the décor was old and tatty. None of this mattered though as all eyes were fixed on the naked blond on stage showing all she had to the crowd of people who were shouting comments.