My friends eventually began giving me grief for dating those sluts, and I found the girl I was looking for elsewhere.Daniel, a friend of mine from chu...rch, who went to a rival high school, had been telling me about a senior girl named Jeannie, who had a reputation for being an easy fuck. She was apparently a nice girl from a wealthy family and was one of the most popular girls in her class. That was, at least until the end of her junior year when she became an easy lay for the dozens of boys who. The lead bull came over. He knew somethin' was up. I just scratched the top of his nose and then patted him. He whuffed back. But he wasn't threatening. The others were already breakin' camp, so I strapped my pack behind my saddle. An' I waited.Once the cows were gone, I untied one end of the rope. "Hey, Gordy!" I called."Yeah?" I'm gonna start the lead bull. When they're all out, coil the rope, pull up them sticks so they lie flat, an' the two of you bring up the rear o' the parade." Sure. We pretty much spent all the following week together other than when I was working when she would drop me off in the morning and pick me up after my shift was over, then we would eat and make love, sleep and start over again it was a fabulous feeling, she had slept at my humble flat a couple of times and had seemed happy to be there, I knew that at the end of the week she was to return to her university in Glasgow, after that I would probably only see her every second weekend so we made the. At first I was just the "errand boy,", I'd go to the store get their cigarettes (this back before they put the brakes on such things) and from time to time beers and such. I's weasel my way into some corner of the room and watch whatever unfolded.. Yeah, I was the proverbial "fly on the wall. One night Stephanie came out and before long I was watching "her" as she sucked off one of her friends. It was like a signal, everyone else just seemed to "let it all hang out." Steph had a friend.