A Little Background

Well, lets start at the beginning:
I've always been a bad girl, I never listened as a child, I was a rebel teen, when authority figures told me not to do something, I often did it just to find out what they were trying to hide.Therefore I started smoking an 12 (I didn't like it so it didn't last); smoked my first joint at 14, (tried harder stuff but pot was always my favorite).
Then one night, at a friends sweet 16 party it happened: I was a little too high and a LOT too drunk when my friends brother Jack coaxed me into his room to show me his "pet snake". Of course when we walked into his room I was a bit confused that I didn't see a cage or aquarium. My confusion evaporated when I turned around to ask Jack where his snake was; he was holding it! A 9" "spitting cobra"! He asked me if I wanted to pet it, and although I knew I should be pissed at his arrogance, I couldn't take my eyes off it. As I walked back across the room to him, I heard my own voice say "I'd rather kiss it!" as if from outside mt body. That night I discovered my first addiction, SEX!
I'm 25 now, and after the last ten years I've been with men and women, Black, White, Hispanic, Asian, it never mattered. 1 on 1, threesomes foursomes, a couple gang bangs (I love to be the center of attention), and 12 "amateur" adult films. I figured that my life would go on like this until I lost my looks, then came the night I met Raspberry... (to be continued)