With head held high, she left the bathroom. As she expected, Bill was nowhere to be found.The waitress appeared as she picked up her jacket, “Honey,...are you ok?”Lisa’s immediate thoughts were to call the police, but then she realized how that would look. More than likely, someone saw her go into that bathroom of her own free will. Lisa forced a smile, “No, I’ll be fine. I just need a minute.”The waitress gave her a sad look, “Well then, I guess you’re ready for this.” It was the bar bill for. This only seemed to get him even agrier and he dragged me into an office in the back of the club. I wasen't ready to get thrown out so I keept trying to seduce him. He just stood ther silently and look angry at me so I thought "might as well bring out the big guns (and hope he has a big "gun")" so I winked at him, bend over and pulled up my skirt. It was some time before he approched me and I felt his hands on my hips. He pulled me around and forced me down to my kness. He unzipped his pants. All the while he kept his eyes on Jacqui who was watching intently as her aunt took her friend's penis gently in her hand and brought it to her lips. She licked the underside of his penis a couple of times up and down and then opened her mouth and took the crown of his semi erect penis into her mouth. Jacqui was mesmerized. Watching her aunt suck on her friend's cock was unbelievably exciting, she had never seen anything like it before. She said that as she watched she felt her body became all. Anything vintage 1940’s-1950’s style, you named it, she had it, and made it entirely fresh and completely her own for every season. I swear, my mother looked so stylish, independent, and smart in these outfits that the sight of her gave me my first hard-on. More than anything, she was a model of how I wanted to represent myself as a woman: a classy, sassy, sexy hot mama. I’ve tried on girls clothing privately since I was eight, but I started trying on my mother’s clothes, shoes,.