Then I went to our room and changed my costume to a half pant (without undies) and t-shirt and refreshed myself and came to hall for watching TV. Afte... some time I went to room for studying because this was my routine work. Dhivya was busy with her college work and simultaneously helping her mother. In the room I could not sit patiently because of my cock which was making tent and I could not control it. After an hour I got a call for dinner and went for dinner. After completing dinner we again. Of course Mardi Gras is more than just Bourbon Street, and our night started out innocent enough at a family friendly parade uptown. Once the parade passed, we made our way downtown to a bar in the French Quarter that we frequented. We chatted over a few drinks and then I suggested we check out Bourbon. To my relief, she said, 'Okay' with a big mischevious grin. We walked through the streets of the French Quarter, both feeling buzzed and a little turned on. Before we even got there, while. Jen decided to hang out and chat for a while. I was busy picking up myapartment and having a beer. I was about 21 at the time. I didn’t offerany to her because of her age. We talked about high school and immatureboys. We shared that we each had only been with our current partners atthe time. As my relationship was looking pretty serious, my girlfriendcould be my only. Jennifer expressed how much she was in love, butregardless wanted to know what it was like to be with another man atleast one. She tried working out how many fucks that would be in a day. Charles could do seven times in one day. Seven times six... potentially, that was a lot of sex. She dispensed with the idea. There was no way she could take that. ‘No,’ she said to herself, ‘a week with Charles on his own was sufficient enough.’ Though Charles was speaking less frequently to Sean, he was not being excluded from their conversations. He enjoyed lying next to her listening in to their calls; he also enjoyed touching her.