As soon as the door closed Ron took me in his arms and began kissing me. My body melted against him. I'd wanted to feel him rubbing his hard bulge aga...nst me all night. We stood there kissing, our tongue's twisting in each other's mouths, his bulge pressed tight against me. As we kissed, he unbuttoned my blouse and unhooked the front clasp on my bra. freeing my breasts. My nipples, already aroused, responded to his fingers twisting and pulling them, causing me to moan. Leaning over, he took. This is what I desired. To be a whore, a slut. To be used by men. To suck them and lick them. To taste them. To feel them inside of me, deep inside of me. To feel them shoot their hot cum in me. I so longed to be their sexy feminine whore, willing to do whatever they might ask of me. I was in a trance, partly from the coke, partly from the pill that Derek had given me, and partly from my own wanton lust. I just wanted to suck that cock, nuzzle his balls, kiss them and serve him. I was a slut.I. That okay with you?"He looked up. Made an unintelligible sound... Hell... , I have no idea what he said; or whether he even agreed or not. At that point, we decided to let Mr. Whiskers stick around for maybe a couple of days until he could find other quarters."Just for a couple of days," I warned him.He made some weird sound. I'll bet he just called me a bad name, I thought."Damn!!" I thought, I'm old-fashioned. All I can speak is English with a few words in Chinese, Japanese. I'm pretty sure. He knew damned well he was peeking at the shower.Jim jumped up, tore his eye away from the eyehole and began making frantic apologies. He was red as a beet. He managed to hold Curt off long enough to keep from getting socked."Don't deny it, you bastard," Curt cried. "You were watching my wife take her clothes off, weren't you? And my daughter -- I bet you were out here sneaking a peek when she was in there too, weren't you?" Now wait a minute, wait a minute," Jim blustered. "I didn't see your.