Now or never, I tell myself. The bouncer, a big burly guy with an almost porcine face, stops me to ask for my ID. My hands shake when I pass it over b...t I tell myself it's the cold. He looks at the ID and then me. ID, then me. Then to my shaking hands. Back to me. "You okay, kid?" He asks. His voice sounds surprisingly gentle. "Y... yeah. J… Just cold is all." I don't think he buys it but he gives me back my ID and waves me in with a quick hand stamp. What can he do to stop me? It’s a real ID.. Such women think mostly of themselves and their own wants. Which, since they don't know what they want, makes for a pretty dismal kind of playing at being an adult.That, combined with the fact that her mother and father were bona fide hippies, and probably did way too many drugs during the "free love" years, made it almost a miracle that Ronnie seemed to have grown up with a relatively stable personality. Kids pick up a lot from their parents, and I'm not talking about what the parents are. I got some more courage and opened fly of my pant. My full length lund sprang out . She got afraid with direct touch of my pulsating lund and whispered in my ear “Wow.” Five minutes later, she was all over me. She kissed me passionately over the lips. Her whole body seemed to shivers when I first touched her. Her hands wandered over my back and shoulders as we kissed. I got her blouse t unbuttoned, so that I could slide my hand under her bra. For the first time in my life, I felt her ‘famous’. Her other hand still laced into my hair. She drew me close toher face and squeeze my mouth open."You slut! You tease! You're worthless as a cock sucker! Worthless!Do you hear that, you slut! You can't suck a cock to save your life!That's something else I'm going to have to teach you!" and with that,she spat into my forced open mouth! Actually spat her saliva into mymouth. I shuddered. It was so hot and sexy and wrong and debasedand... I wanted more!"I know one thing a slut like you is.