It was the Saturday before Mardi Gras in 2001. I was still single at the time, sharing a house in Mid-City with Nick, an old friend from college (UNO,...not Tulane). I remember that it was warm that night, very warm and extremely sultry, even by the standards of the deepest South.The reason I remember what the weather was like that night was because it brought out the exhibitionist in everyone. Like Nick and me, a lot of people were tripping, either on LSD or ecstasy, and the less clothes you had. You’re on morning pool duty in five minutes!’ Adam slipped off the desk and snapped to attention on his feet. Flashing perfect rows of smiling white teeth he said, ‘Mais oui, mon capitan!’ Cassie giggled and he finally pulled himself away. The lanky, sharp-faced young man with the scrunched-teased sandy hair casually made his way past Lynn as she stood by the reception desk’s gate. He stopped and smiled downward towards the shorter woman. ‘I’ve got the trunks on underneath my shorts,’ he. “Now come on, let’s settle this like gentlemen,” and he flourished his sword.Lord Jasper reached for his own weapon, and stood up, his artificial phallus swinging between his legs.Sir Percy gave a look of disgust. “Put some breeches on first, by God,” he said.“What’s the matter, you never fought with a naked man before?” sneered Jasper, “I thought that’s what all you Harrow fellows enjoyed”.“That’s a bit rich, coming from a pig-fucking Old Wykehamist like you,” snapped back Percy, stung by this. Arrangements for the meeting in Columbia, Missouri are all set for the 15th of the month. Carol is coming with me, and Donald says that's not a problem, since several attendees will have their significant others in tow. They probably have a few issues in common, considering what and who they live with. We'll be staying at the Hilton, where a block of rooms has already been reserved. Ostensibly, we're an entrepreneurial investment group, meeting to discuss new technology coming down the.