Catrina watched in awe as so many women bared their breasts just to get some gaudy little beads. Most of the women were probably college students but ... number were Catrina's age of thirty-three. Others were surely older as their bare boobs sagged substantially. Catrina was very hesitant to show her breasts for beads even at the encouragement of her husband.On Sunday they did the tourist thing of riding the trolley out to the zoo past the Garden District. That afternoon they took a trip on one. Later I took my hand and slid little inside the salwar at back she hit me and told me to take it back. Then I didn’t stop, I tried making way to touch her tummy, she was smiling and took my hands and bit me, it was paining a lot but still we were enjoying as we never took these seriously and it was all for fun.That moment I acted as if it was paining more and acted as if I am upset for for not letting me to kiss her.She asked me what happened, I told I am upset with you because you won’t let me. Then again. Idouche myself a total of four times.I'm in a daze getting out of the tub. I pull on the summer dress from thepile and set out to start my housework. I start the waxing and keep goingwithout stopping until my cell phone rings."Hello?"'Hi honey its' me. What are you up to?" Hi Honey! I'm doing the woodwork like you wanted. How are you?" I'm fine. We're having a really good time. Did you see Patrice lastnight?" Yes, yes, I saw her. I gave her the necklace." Did you have fun last. I was covered in shaving cream. These girls intended to shave me while I hung here in front of the crowd. I panicked! I tried to will my body to move. To run and escape as fast as I could run! My brain sent all these messages but only got a busy tone back from the body. Whatever these people had given me still blocked all messages.The girls finished lathering me up. Now they were armed with straight razors that they wielded like swords as they continued to dance around me. One of the girls spun.