Monday, November 9, 2009

Bonking BILLY

My flatmate Susie came from another country town, not too far from where I grew up. Her parents brought her a car as soon as she got her drivers licence. This was quite exciting. Although Susie was studying to be a lawyer and nearly always had her head in the books, she still liked to party. One long weekend went for a drive to the area where she grew up. We went swimming at the town pool and met up with some of the local boys who were mates with Susie's brother.

They were a couple of years older than us, and one of them, Col, said his parents were away for the weekend and how about we all go back to his house and party.
We didn't need to be asked twice. Sounded like fun. They were all a bunch of wise-cracking larrikans and we all got on really well together.
The boys whipped up some sandwiches as we had all built up an appetite from an afternoon of swimming. Then the grog came out. Beer and top-shelf stuff. One of the guys, Billy, was giving me plenty of attention. I thought he was pretty cute and was happy to play along. We sat in the lounge room with the others, watching TV and drinking. Billys arm around my shoulders and lots of little stolen kisses. Then around midnight he announced that he wanted to go to bed and asked Col if he could sleep in one of the rooms. That was fine. Then Billy asked me to join him.
Well, not much sleep was had that night. We bonked our brains out all night long and slept most of the next day.
I had no idea what Susie was doing, but when I finally got up and showered, she was sitting in the lounge room where she was the last time I saw her the night before.
The boys were grogging on again. They were good fun to be around. By the time it was dark again though, everyone was hungry. But there was no food left in the house. Everyone decided we would pile into Susies car and drive to the city to get pizza (no pizza shops in this little country town)

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