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Chapter Seven: Heather’s first Mardi-Gras
Heather was standing on the balcony of an old building, in the middle of the French quarter she looked down and watched the thousands of people milling around on Bourbon Street. They were all celebrating Madras gras. This was the first Mardi gras she had been to without Thomas and Julian. She was here with six of her closest friends.
Up and down Bourbon Street, the reveler’s partied throwing caution to the four winds. A group of teenage boys who had gathered below their balcony was yelling up to them. The girls’ laughed, and teased them. Then one boy yelled out, “Show us your tits.”
Heather didn’t think too much about it, she had been a nudist since she was very young. She leaned against the balcony railing the boys started yelling louder and pointing. Heather looked down they were pointing at her. The boys were looking up her mini skirt. She just turned around and leaned with her back against the railing the boys really began to yell, Look at that ass. God she is so pretty. Hey red, show us your tits. They yelled in unison.
Heather’s friends were laughing, “oh go ahead,” one of them, said.
They giggled, and pulled up their shirts and bent over the rail. The boys down below exclaimed they were all in love with the girls. “Oh I love you red show us your ass again.” Heather turned around flipped her skirt up in the back and went back inside the other girls followed her in, the boys hooped it up big time, and then they heard a chorus of come back, come back.
The girls had caused quite a crowd to form. One of them stuck her head out the window; she saw four mounted policemen moving the crowd along. One of the policemen pointed to her and shook his head no. She turned to the rest and told them what the police had done. The girls rushed to the balcony and the window. The police moving the crowd along; when one of the policemen pointed to them again and shook his finger. The girls laughed and giggled.
“Come on let’s go down and walk around.” One of them said. Heather said she would go along and one other girl said she would go. The three of them with Heather in the lead, headed out into the crowds. The crowds were shoulder to shoulder.
Heather and her friends felt like they were being crushed by the people around them. They elbowed and pushed their way into an area that wasn’t so crowded Heather said, “My ass has been pinched ten times and I thought they were going to tear my shirt off.”
“Oh, me too the blond hair girl said. I think it made me horny.
“You think.” her friend said.
“Hell girl, I am surprised you haven’t picked a boy up by now.”
“I have not had time; I have been here only four hours ok, give me time.” The blond said.
The girls drifted down one side of the street, stopping to get a drink. Here and there, they crossed the street at O’Brian’s and headed back. The blond said, “I have to pee.” They went in several bars and restaurants, the rest rooms had lines in front of them out to the door. It’s no use. “I have to pee, I have to pee now.”
“Come on.” Heather said.
The girls walked down the street Heather saw a recessed doorway they moved through the crowd until they stood in the doorway now, “you and I, will stand guard and block anyone from looking you, just squat and pee." The blond squatted and peed, her pee ran off the step and puddled on the sidewalk.
“My turn,” Heather said. The blond and her friend stood in the doorway. She talked to the other girl. Heather was squatting down her back was to the door. She looked between the blond and her friend to see a young man watching her.
Heather couldn’t just stand up. She really had to pee now. Heather spread her legs a little wider. She looked at the young man and smiled, he smiled back. Heather began to pee, he smiled back at her, and he would disappear, reappear, and reappear as the crowd walked by. Heather peed for the longest time or so it seemed.
She wasn’t embarrassed by the young man watching. In fact, Heather felt very aroused. When she finished she stood she looked for him but he was gone. Her nipples were hard, she was very excited “ok let’s go,” she said.
Heather took off her panties and then walked out onto the balcony. She stood with her legs spread just enough to allow a peek but not so much as to be obvious about displaying herself. Several times that night Heather went to the bathroom to masturbate. Heather wished more than just that one young man had seen her.
Heather and the girls spent a week at the apartment the seven days the girls spent were filled with adventure. The blond girl Lisa did pick up several boys and Heather watched Lisa screw them.
When they went out to prowl, the streets Heather would stop in the doorway have the girls stand guard and Heather would pee. She would hope that the young man would be there to see her. The thought of him watching her thrilled and excited her so much she couldn’t stand it.
Heather awoke late one morning. She would normally get up early go to the bathroom, shower, relieve herself but this morning she walked into a bathroom filled with girls she went to the toilet sat down and peed Lisa looked at her and smiled, Heather flushed stood up took off her shirt dropped her panties to the floor. The girls looked at her; she felt good; she stepped in the shower just the thought of people watching her excited her so much she masturbated in the shower then she bathed.
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