They collapsed together and didn’t speak for a while. Kathy broke the silence with, “That was great. I hope we can do it that way more often.”Th...t set Richard off, he raised up and snarled, “Does it take another cock in you first to get your slut jollies?”She didn’t give an inch, “You can call me a slut if you wish but I’d bet you never had a piece of ass that good in your life.”He had no answer for that so she continued, “Let’s get a drink and talk, OK?”When they were propped up in the scene. I was 17 and at the time I thought I would never have sex, lol. So what does a person do who can't find a boyfriend goes on line? I found this web site and I lied about my age because if I told them I was 17 they would not allow my profile on their webpage. I had tons of emails; well when you put that you are 18 looking to have sex every guy out there responds, lol. I met Paul on a Saturday in the chatroom on the chatline. He was 42 years old, blond hair and blue eyes. He was prefect! I never. After she passed my door, I quickly peeked out through the crack ... but she was wearing a towel. Still a great sight, but not quite what I was hoping for. After this, I waited again, this time for her to return to the bathroom to do her makeup.When a few more minutes had passed, I stepped out of my bedroom, wearing the same t-shirt and jockeys -- and erection -- that I'd been sporting both the morning before and the night before, and approached the bathroom. Everything business as usual, I. All he could do was lie there and absorb what information his senses would allow. The dingy room smelled dank and musty like a neglected basement in a long abandoned apartment block. There were water stains on the yellowed ceiling, which peeled off in small sections from the old, rotten plaster lining. Rusting steel cages still barely clung to the dim, flickering light fixtures which buzzed and clicked in the quiet room like a cacophony of electric crickets. From the corner of his eye he saw.