She was promiscuous.She thought about changing that, sure. In one of her scary thoughts, she wondered that maybe it was time for her to grow up, and e...ter the first monogamous relationship of her life.Could she? Sure! Easy! This thing about orgies and girls was just a phase, right?No. Not really.She didn't want to change. She loved her sex life. She loved her partners, especially the people in her group. But not just them. She loved to meet other people, guys and girls. It wasn't just sex, she. Then we fucked every chance we got after that. Granny taught me how to eat pussy and how to turn women on. Granny Peg let me bone her any time I wanted. She would still go out and get herself some strange but she always said I was her best and she was teaching me everything I needed to know so that I could fuck any woman I wanted, then I could go get some strange. So one night granny came home with a friend of hers, they were both drunk. This woman was a redhead and not too bad looking.. “Here they come! Running!”Mark slowed to a walk as they came around the rear corner and emerged from the relative darkness at the side of the house.Dozens of paper lanterns were strung over a large table covered with white linen and enough dishes of food to constitute a feast. The gathering of twenty-five humans was further illuminated by a row of the tall gas torches along the back of the house, and a bonfire in a stone pit. Many had obviously been taking their ease in simple whitewashed wood. She went upon the bed, and lay on her back to sleep. I myself put up a bed sheet on the floor and lay down after turning off the lights. She must have been tired as she slept within a couple of minutes. But sleep was miles away from my eyes; after all I was with a hottie, all alone in a room. After about 15 minutes, I got up and went to her side of the bed. She was fast asleep. I took another look at her beautiful face, and then concentrated on her rising and falling breasts; if I had a camera.