I was going on 17 when I met up with a few of my older friends and we went to the movies. it was a lame movie but at least it got us out of the heat. ...fter the movie we went to the downtown area where there were several x-rated movie theatres, peep shows etc. we decided to go into a bar that had exotic dancers. I had no problem being allowed in. I looked older than my age besides I was ready to show my fake ID anyway. the guy at the door looked at me asked me if I was over 20 and I said yes. he. He the kind of man who would tell you that you were a whore and then the next breath tell you to come over to fuck cultivated a like for being somewhat subservient. I liked when he screwed me hard in our drunkenness, when it took hours for him to get off because he had 'whiskey dick'. The next day I would look at my bruises or scratches proud of myself wearing them as badges of honor but somehow felt something was missing, knowing I was simply a piece of ass for his use. I tried using him as. I thought she even caught me once, but she didn't say anything. After what seemed like forever, we finally arrived at Kate's apartment building. By now it was well past midnight."All this is is a one bedroom Mikey, so you'll have to sleep on the couch," she said in a tired voice."Fine with me, means I get the TV." I don't care how late you stay up, but remember, some of us have to work tomorrow, so keep it quiet." No problem, night Kate," I said back to her.As she walked behind the couch toward. His skin was the color of dark turquoise. He wasn't particularlymuscular but he was lean, no extra fat on his enormous body unless youcounted the maybe foot long piece of thick rope that dangled from hiscrotch. Jesus you could hang yourself with the thing.Aside from that he looked bizarrely normal, like a guy who might help youwith your taxes if you happened to live on Venus.As Nate approached the group he found his friends in deep conversationwith the stranger."No no no Mala," Ron was.