I'll bet he made the room reservation a year earlier, when he casually suggested we celebrate our senior year with a trip to Mardi Gras, but I'll neve... ask him. He wouldn't tell me anyway.I had only a vague idea of where we were, though I knew Bourbon Street was that cross street to the right. I had no idea of how James had managed to get us spots on that side street's low balcony. The average street partyer's head was just below waist level. I thought it was the perfect place to hand out beads. "Does he realize that what he's just done is like building up the fire before leaving the cabin?" Sarah wondered aloud."I don't know if he realizes the effect he has on us; not to worry though, even if he has lit our fires - his hose is definitely more than enough to put keep the fire in all of us under control," Ann said with a look of remembered satisfaction on her face.Once they arrived back at his place, Jim handed Jasmine the keys to the house and then went into the barn to take care of. Fuck! I was a shuddering wreck already. She was clearly enjoying my discomfort as I made her a cup of coffee. My hands were shaking as I passed it to her. “I’m glad you like me,” she smiled, although I hadn’t said as much. “We’re going to have such fun together. We’re going to be such close friends.” I won’t deny it; that night as I lay alone in my bed, the moonlight flooding over my crisp white sheets, I masturbated furiously thinking about Gina. She was coming to stay, to live in my house. I. Amy lifted off my face, turned and gave me a beautiful, soft, deep kiss while her mother kept grinding away on top of me.Soon, Kristen slid down over me and my cock partly pulled out of her as she kissed me. She had the sexiest ways to kiss and I dearly loved being kissed by her.Kristen and I were holding each other as Amy laid down on the other side and I was sandwiched between these two naked beauties with their hands roving all over my body. Yes, I was getting hard again."How about a double.