Mardi Gras- Galveston Style

Galveston, Texas. I decided to make a trek down to Houston for some business and decided to stay at a local downtown hotel, not knowing this past weekend there was a huge Mardi Gras celebration. What a nice little surprise.I was wandering through the massive street crowd, watching young ladies and a few older ones as well. Some of whom were drunk or on their way to being drunk, baring their breasts to people hanging over railings, tossing out all kinds of beads and plastic trinkets to any girl willing and brave enough to flash their best assets.I was surprised as how easy it was to see young women openly showing their breasts, if only for a few seconds, just to collect a few plastic beads. After wondering through a pretty rowdy crowd, I was even more surprised to find someone I knew- a neighbor- a soccer mom by the name of Mandy, who was cute beyond all belief.Mandy was sitting on a chair in the hotel lobby with a load of plastic beads around her neck, chatting with two other ladies that I didn?t know and didn?t recognize.?Fancy seeing you down here,? I remarked as I walked up to kaçak iddaa the group.Mandy turned about four shades of red with embarrassment. I only knew Mandy peripherally, since she lived a few houses down from where my wife and I lived.?Oh my gosh!? Mandy exclaimed, raising her hands to her face in surprise.?How did you get all those?? I asked, taking quick stock of her loot.Mandy looked at her friends.?Can you give me a few minutes?? she begged of her companions. ?This is my neighbor.?The two other girls nodded and said they?d catch up to Mandy ?In a little bit.?Mandy?s friends sauntered off, leaving Mandy and I alone.?You don?t see me,? Mandy quickly remarked.?That?s funny,? I replied, ?You?re not hard to miss.??This is not what you think,? Mandy quickly shot back, ?I?m just having a weekend get away with some friends.??Same here,? I replied, ?Only I came down for work. I didn?t know you were throwing a party.?Mandy laughed.?Please don?t tell anyone we met up down here,? Mandy requested.?No problem,? I replied. I had several strands of beads I had managed to finagle away from kaçak bahis some drunk young ladies, hanging around my neck.Mandy smiled.?So, how?d you get those?? she asked, looking at my strands beads.?That?s a long story,? I replied. ?It involved a little teasing, some debauchery and being in the right spot at the right time. How did you get yours???The very same way,? Mandy replied, flipping a strand of errant hair out of her face.?Mostly debauchery,? I shot back.?Maybe a little, but not a lot,? Mandy replied. ?I?m pretty conservative.?Yeah, right, I thought to myself. Mandy had a rock-solid body. I had seen her in gym shorts, and tight-fitting t-shirts, jogging the neighborhood. If she was conservative, then I was a Cardinal from the Vatican.?So, are you going back out to earn some more beads?? I inquired.She gazed at my multi-strand set hanging around my neck.?Maybe I can just claim yours,? Mandy remarked.I fingered my beads.?These don?t come cheap,? I replied.Mandy stood up and fingered my beads.?Neither do I,? Mandy replied, biting down on her lower lip as she toyed with illegal bahis my treasure of beds.?They can be parted with,? I replied.Mandy smiled, and slipped her hand down to my side.?Really?? she inquired.?Oh yeah,? I replied. ?I?m pretty easy.??But you?re married,? Mandy retorted.?So are you,? I quickly shot back.Mandy looked past me towards the bar where her friends had gone.?I?ve got some free time,? Mandy whispered, ?Do you want to go anywhere???Have you looked outside in the last few minutes?? I replied. The crowd could easily be heard all the way inside the hotel lobby.?I?m thinking somewhere quiet,? Mandy replied.?I?ve got a room,? I said.?Show me,? Mandy shot back.Damn.We stepped into the hotel elevator and I pressed the third-floor button. Mandy stood next to me, looking at the elevator floor light indicator as we ascended the different floors. As soon as we stepped off the elevator, Mandy slipped her arm underneath mine.?I can?t believe I?m doing this,? Mandy whispered.?Me neither,? I replied.I slipped my card key into the door and pushed it open. Mandy stepped in and I locked the dead bolt behind us. The room had a small French-style balcony set of doors, which opened to the street below. I opened them and immediately the rush of tawdry and bawdry noise rushed up to meet us.