Music! And a little booze, maybe.

The concert was, in fact, a wonderful experience. You both had tremendous fun dancing in the audience to the wild beats you'd come for. There was a bit of hard liquor too, even though you're not technically old enough for drinks in this country. Unwise, really. This is not Europe. But you're lucky, no control of any sort, no getting caught. Just great music, slightly buzzed, dancing among all the other fans, swaying to the rhythm, his hand in her hand.

You kiss her hand. People are pressing you, some girl is pushing her boobs into your back trying to see the artists, a larger lady presses her butt to your groin... this is getting out of hand, really. You push back a bit, and pull your girl towards a less crowded part of the audience, where you don't quite see the view as well. You pull her up and put her on your shoulders. A summer of exercising made it easy for you, and she squeals with delight at getting such a nice perch.

You're not complaining at all to feel your neck encased in a wonderful prison of fleshy, sexy thighs.