Something Else

Chapter 11 - Sorting Out

No, it wasn't alright, but as usual, Claire did as she was told and went back to the lounge room moodily to wait.

This, she told herself, had better be good. Because if it wasn't, she was going to drop Lee in it big time!

'Let's pick up the pace here!' shouted Dave, bored with the music Gayle had been putting on. 'I want to hear Carter!'

Billy threw half his CD collection across the floor and rummaged amongst them until he found the 1992 Love Album and handed it to Dave as he killed the dross playing.

'The funeral one!' shouted Billy, letting Dave know which one he wanted to hear.

Dave popped it into the slot, and in seconds they were off.

Billy and Dave sang at the tops of their voices, both acting out the song as they went, and when Jimmy joined in yanking his tee-shirt off, Dave pinched his nipples before trying to suck on them.
'For fucks sake!' frowned Paul, having been happily chilling out in the corner on his own.
'They're sick!' remarked Gayle.

'He loves it!' said Dave, wide-eyed – speeding.

'Fuck you!' replied Jimmy, protecting his nipples.

'I never thought you'd ask!' said Dave, holding Jimmy firmly by the side of his buttocks and grinding his manhood against his.

Billy joined in, coming from behind, and Gayle shook her head. 'I don't believe this. I don't know why we bother hanging around with this lot!'

'Me either,' scowled Claire, watching as Lee and Bob finally merged from the kitchen. 'Look at these two. They've done nothing but whisper sweet nothings in each other's ears since lover boy showed up!'

Debs laughed.
'Don't laugh, Debs,' said Gayle, adamantly. 'I've come to the conclusion that they're all a bunch of arse bandits!'
Debs frowned, pulling Rat close by her side as if protecting his reputation. 'This one's not ... though don't go suggesting it, he's easily lead, and I'd hate to lose him to some Oxford Street boy!'

'No chance!' chimed in Rat, slipping an arm around her waist. 'I love your body too much to trade it in for a big hairy man!' With that, he did an impressive Kung Fu move and threw her down on the floor to prove his point.
'Rat!' squealed Debs.

It all happened so fast, and the next thing she knew, her skirt was up in the air revealing to all, a scanty little g-string!

Billy's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Somehow Carter got lost as they now all took notice and began clapping to the scene on the lounge room floor.

Debs yelled, 'stop it!'

'No Rat, don't!' Shouted Billy. 'Let's see what you're made of!'

'Get off me!' warned Debs, half laughing.

But there was no way in the world he would back down now – not with the encouragement he was getting from the boys!

Lee caught Claire's eye across the room and nodded towards the kitchen.

She followed.

'I'm surprised you didn't want to stay and watch the action,' she remarked, rather cuttingly.
Ignoring her intended criticism, Lee sat himself up on the kitchen table, drawing her in between his legs and began kissing her, feeling absolutely nothing for her at all, and it took her by surprise.
She pulled away from him, flustered. 'What're you doing?' she asked, her nerves taking the form of aggression.
'I think it's about time you an' me sorted a few things out,' he told her, as if that was meant to explain why he'd kissed her like that.