She sat down next to me and had a quizzical look on her face. After a moment or two she turned to me. "I'm sorry about that, Steve. It's just I've got...a really bad phobia of spiders…I hate the little bastards!" "It's no problem," I said. "That's what I'm here for." "Still, it's a little embarrassing," she looked down at the floor, a look of humiliation covering her face. "Honestly, it's not a problem. You've got nothing to be ashamed about. We're all scared of something," I assured her, trying. Feeling greedy myself I probed deep into hers, giving her tongue chase, and soon I was drooling uncontrollably as our two tongues twisted and dueled, as we each strived to swallow the contents of the other's mouth.The gulping noises we were making as our faces remained locked together were disgusting and sounded almost inhuman, like fish gulping water or something, and when we finally did pull apart our two chins were soaking wet, almost dripping, but we had both clearly loved it and were. "Sarah tells me this is your first time at a place like this." Y-yeah," Julie said, "I'm not really sure what to expect." Oh don't worry," said Mistress, as lights began to flash on stage, "I'm sure you'll know what you want by the end of the night."Claps and cheers came up from around the club as the first dancer walked on stage; the PA system announcing her as ‘Lioness’.Julie let out a gasp as she looked at her. She couldn't have been older than ten or eleven, and wore a tight, leopard print. For some reason, I couldn't let her go.One night we drank a little too much and I found myself making passionate love to Rose. Afterward, from out of the blue, I asked her to marry me. Even with the alcohol in me, I knew it was out of caring for her and the climax I had just had.She looked at me, kissed me, and smiled. "Barry, I love you as a good friend, just like you love me. We both know marriage would never work between us. And I could never marry a man that spent most of his life on the.