She then creeps on tiptoes to the bathroom door and peaks timidly around the frame."Where are you, Alex?" Amanda whispers."Really, Amanda? A toilet br...sh? Who do you think I am? The Culligan Man?" the voice pipes out merrily."Who?" Amanda asks as she spins to face into the bathroom, her eyes searching the walls and ceilings for hidden cameras and speakers.The voice lets out a little sigh, "Never mind. Before your time. But, to answer your earlier question, I'm in your head. Well, it's a little. ”“A cabin?”“Not a hope! I asked about them. She said that they were mostly gone by mid-June. It’s a really popular route.”“And the bikes?”“Sheila checked with her Mum yesterday morning, all organised. They’ve even got proper panniers on the back wheels, although our sleeping bags will have to be bungied on.”I nodded. That all sounded good. Then I had a worrying thought. I hoped that the three girls had got their heads together about the dates and were pretty sure that none of them would be off. It’s more of a friend with benefits arrangement. If either one of us gets lucky and finds a date for the evening, then more power to them. If on the other hand, the mood strikes and we’re the only ones around, we take advantage of our new level of connection.Another, unintended benefit of this new arrangement, is that it erased any lingering awkwardness that typical college roommates have to deal with. For example, getting dressed when you share a room in college can be awkward. It usually. . as another glass of champagne was thrust into her hand and her other was grabbed as she was being pulled towards the dance floor! She gulped it down washing the taste of Chandras pussy away and easily renewing her interest in dancing with this new hansom black male that was holding her hand and pulling her toward the music, and colorful lights. This time with her inhibitions again no where to be found set her glass down on the bar,… and was now pulling him out onto the dance floor! It was.