The short drive to the house was rutted, and the rusted iron gates were hanging drunkenly on their posts. I left the half company at the gate and rode...up to the front door. I found a picketing post for my mount and hammered on the door. Getting no reply, I walked around to the back of the house, forcing my way through dense undergrowth.There were stables at the rear of the house, and sitting by a stable door were the men under Mr. Jackson’s command. He himself came out from a stable as I. “RIGHT, RIGHT,” Evelyn was waving her hands in the air. Gradually the hubbub subsided. “So we have to get the passwords out of her and delete everything, that’s the only way!”“Yes but how?” asked someone.“We do whatever it takes!” Evelyn shouted, “don’t we?”“Yeah,” “fuck her,” “slap her,” “good kicking” and assorted threats reverberated again as the badly behaved girls got into gear.“WHAT’S THIS?” Janice’s razor voice sliced through the noise and everything stopped. She strode powerfully across. The girls were all around me rubbing sun tan lotion all over and so many slick hands on me was really getting me hot. Pretty soon my bikini top was pulled off and my tits were slick with lotion and several pairs of hands. Occasionally other couples strolled on by and simply smiled at us. A few took photos as they passed.We had walked a little ways down the beach and although this area wasn't totally private it was semi private and so we were able to enjoy ourselves here. Soon I had a tongue in. One time a fair dancer like me wound up sitting at a table with six women, one I fucked in the parking lot and fucked another two later in the week.2. Take time with your granny, they have old fashioned morals, it may take two or three dates or even longer to start getting laid. 3. Never, never, never mention your ex. or her ex.4. Dress well and take your Granny to nice places, if you can find a bar with an older crowd (40/50) so much the better. Never take her to a biker bar or a bar with loud.