A Whirlwind Tour

So, I'm back from traveling about 2,000 miles in 5 days. I had a great time, even though I wasn't actually looking forward to it. The homestays were sufficiently awkward and fun. I managed to stay with 3 very rich families with huge houses. All three familes were incredibly nice and tried to provide us with everything they could. Even the bigoted host was nice for the most part, after I awkwardly said that I didn't think his comment was in good taste. Well, I am outspoken.

We sang at 3 churches, 2 Methodist and a Presbyterian church. They were such beautiful singing spaces mainly because they were echo-y and hid our faults! And of all things to see, one of the churches had a long hallway of bulletin boards. Well, one was mostly empty except for these two words--"Youth cock". Yes sir. I am making no joke. Some kid I assume (or a dumb adult...) took letters from the other board and it was freaking funny.

So, other than that, tour boils down to one crazy night in New Orleans. We went to Bourbon street, like ya do, and drank. And danced. And screamed. And sang. And drank more. And then half of us ended up at a gay club that I only learned the name of today. It was called "Parade". Let's talk about the two hours we spent here. I'd had four 24oz hurricanes at this point and I was wild. I made out with as many people as I could. I danced on stage and made 3 bucks from people who shoved their hands down my pants.

While on said stage, I started dancing with E. I whispered (more like screamed over the music!) in his ear that I wanted to kiss him. So, we started kissing, a lot. We made out on stage for 10 minutes, and everyone from our choir saw! Then we got off the stage and went our separate ways. I danced with everyone I knew, kissing a fair few of them. I was up against the edge of the stage with my accompanist. I was in a long line just gyrating with everyone. I ended up between two of my lesbians! I made out with one of them too. (At the end of the night, the kissing count would be 7,lol.)

So, E and I were sitting next to the bar (after I had made out with the shirtless bartender!) when a horny freshman, A, came and stood with us. Well, I made out with him, and so did E. He is an aggressive hid and kept making E uncomfortable. I was talking in his ear and telling him I liked him a lot, and would love to kiss him some more. Maybe more if he was up for it. He said he didn't want to just hook up while we were drunk, so I said that it was fine. So, we went out on the balcony and made out for another hour on and off, talking as well.

At one point, I was straddling him on a bench(!) and we stopped for a few seconds when I told him he was an amazing singer and he said this. "You are an incredibly sensitive kisser. You know when to lead and when to follow. And it's so tender it makes me tingle all over." !!!!! That's an amazing thing to be told. We made out for a long time after that. Then we found my latin lovah and both made out with here, lol. And the three of us walked home holding hands, haha.

So, here's my quandary. I really like N. A lot. I was texting him the whole trip. But I've always had a tiny thing for E, and I acted on it last night. So, I like him too. But now I'm not sure what I should do. I've got two really great guys, both amazing kissers, both really cute, both seemingly interested in me. Now I have no clue what to do. I mean, I've hardly done much with either, and there's no promises yet. So, we'll see. But now it's time to start my summer break!