I once slept with 8 women in one night. (But I'm no whore)

I have a true confession to make. I once slept with eight women in one night. This is a true story, only the names have been changed coz I can’t remember them all, just their nationalities.

The day started like any other on the camping tour across the US of A. There were 18 of us in a mini bus campervan about 10 & 8 males to females. We’d been together for about 8 days, driven from Los Angeles, via Vegas and then through the canyons of Utah and Arizona and on to Tucson.

Vegas was our first official pitstop, the sleeping arrangements were pre-arranged, that is, we would have to share 8 rooms in a Casino hotel. Therefore, there would be rooms of 2 and 3. I was to share a room with 2 guys, Renoux and Emanuel (French and Swiss), but soon there was a knock on our door. The tour operator (and driver) was looking for someone to swap rooms with Katsumi (Japan), he did not want to stay in the room he was allocated. We questioned him, “what’s wrong mate? Who are you sharing with?” We looked down the hallway and from his room emerged Inga and Courtney (Dutch and South African). They were both quite attractive but that wasn’t Katsumi’s problem. He could not bring himself to share a room with 2 women, some sort of cultural thing. Well, before the others guys could open their mouths, I had my suitcase in hand and was already heading down the hallway, dust trail flailing behind me. As it turns out, the other two weren’t keen on sharing with the girls either. So my 2 nights in a Vegas hotel were shared with two attractive blondes.*

When we arrived in Tucson, we discovered that the camping ground was on an Indian reservation just outside of Tucson. We removed our luggage and camping equipment and started to set up for the night. We were treated to a typical Western meal, huge steak and not much in the way of vegetables, maybe a salad of sorts but I don’t remember that too well. We sat around the campfire, listened to some history about the area and what was planned for the following day.

We retired to our tents. Now this was another one of those awkward situations, we didn’t have to set up our own tents, that night we were going to sleep in real, authentic, Indian teepees. Problem was, there were only 2 of them and we could only fit 9 in each. We had 18 people, but only 8 girls. So once again, I threw myself into the lions den and slept with the ladies, all 8 of them. We had Hella, the Danish army recruit. Courtney, the South African writer, Inga, the Dutch swimming teacher, Tammy – Canadian teacher, Dianne – English teacher, Penke – Finnish student, Tania and Rochelle (both Americans, can’t remember what they did). They were all great people (even the guys), I learnt a lot about each of them and really hoped that I would meet them again one day, but that was nearly 15 years ago and nothing other than a couple of Christmas cards, the night I slept with 8 different women. All I have is the memories.

*Needless to say, nothing happened but it makes a good story to tell mates when you return home. No need to tell them the whole story.