Nick Morell walked along the boardwalk. The gentle autumnbreeze caressed his long, brown hair as he hurried on his way. Nick's 5'7" stature cast a s...adow on the walks much greater thanhis height. His defined features created a handsome picture inthe late afternoon light. He walked past the fairy tale houseswith their unique names - Helping Hand, First-on-Main, Utopia, Ballroom, Shadows. Nick's lover had been away from the Island for a week and he was feeling lonely. His mind wandered as. The streets would be lined on both sides withspectators from all over the world, all come to see thewonderful display that made the three day spectaclethat was the Rio de Janeiro, annual Mardi Gras. Lorenawas so nervous that she was sure she needed to pee, butit was too late now. A small boy marched importantly tothe front of the crowd and slowly with difficultypulled the wide three meter high wooden gates open oneby one. As he started to push on the second gate a man wentover to help him,. I was turned on and had been ever since Kelly had parked her ass on top of my lap. I told her so."Kel, I may not have told you often enough in the past couple of years, but I DO think that you ... both of you ... are really just so fine looking. You two could get all those leftover spaghetti noodles downstairs to stiffen up just by walking by the refrigerator, you are so hot! With your body pressing me like it is and being a horny guy, I can't help but get excited. I'm just hesitant to make any. She smirked."I don't think so, but I really do not know. This is all so off the charts—I just don't know," she said."And us?" he said."We'll have to cool it for a while," she said. "But, I think that if we're careful—and I mean careful and patient—this may work for us, and maybe him too. It's worth a try." He nodded his agreement."Okay, just keep me in the loop. You know I love you, and I need you as much as he does." It shall be so," she said.I was back at work Monday, and I was early. I.