“And she’s a redhead.” She added. “Yes.” I said. “Where is this going?” “You’ve had…sex, with her, right?” She inquired. “A ve...y long time ago.” I answered. “Before we met.” “I told you the story.” “Yes, I know.” She admitted. “She’s just so…” “Are you worried I’m going to replace you with her?” I asked. “A little.” She admitted. “She’s just so damn pretty with those perky tits and perfect ass.” “And she IS available.” “I will admit, she’s why I have a thing for redheads.“ I confided. “But the. ”I nodded mutely.“As far as I can tell, Caleb, the answer is no. You are an attractive young man. You’re a nice person, and fun to be around. People are naturally drawn to you. It is natural that someone, who has lived with you since you started university, developed feelings for you. “The dream, yes, you probably caused it. You had no idea. And yes, it probably shifted his own perception of what those good feelings toward you signified. But it was so far away from overriding his will, Caleb.. There’s no logic to it, but it’s been a fairly widely held belief over a long period.”“Sort of like the Country Party here?” Lisa said.“Exactly. Rural life good, city life bad,” Fiona said. “Don’t look for any logic behind those beliefs, the people who espouse them, and the Jeffersonian ‘central government is bad’ view take them as a matter of faith.”“Just like people who believe in conspiracy theories,” I said. “Freemasonry, the ‘fact’ that the moon landings were faked, government cover-ups of. She didn't even flinch, just turned around to see who was using her asshole, and resumed thrusting against my cock.It had become an orgy of orgying.Finally, we went over the top. Chantelle was kneeling over somebody, with a cock in her pussy and Jerry behind fucking her ass, and Grant stuffing her face full of his dick. It truly stopped me in my tracks, watching this fourteen year old sex addict get stuffed every possible way.I resumed what I was doing in Bethany's ass, while Ben came over and.