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“Salon 75” a gentleman’s club, a club where a guy could go for a relaxing time, have a drink or two, unwind and if so inclined take his pick of one of the available females…and fuck till his hearts content. In other words it was a brothel and I worked there. Oh before you get the wrong idea…no, I’m not one of the available girls. I’d worked there now for just on five years and not once had I gone to one of the many opulent rooms offered for the services the woman gave. That was not my job. The club sought younger, more attractive women than I for that.

The club was situated in Market St, Melbourne…we were not too far from the Boardroom a rather up market and well known brothel, we did try to meet a similar standard as theirs. The girls that Denny Delano employed were young and attractive…with emphasis on young and attractive. I could not be described as either. Nearing forty I would be considered over the hill. Attractive? Well I didn’t think I was too bad, perhaps carried a little more flesh than the young ones, but I still had a reasonable figure and a nice set of tits. I could if I wanted get a job at one of the lesser brothels, but saw no reason to do so. I still liked to dress in keeping with the rest; after all it was no use dressing like a librarian in a place where you were selling sex. Being on reception I was the first person the guys got to talk to…so it was reasonable short skirts, low cut dresses or tops and making sure I showed lots of cleavage. I was like mother hen to the girls, and on the whole, all were great to work with, but like all places there is always the odd one or two that were right bitches and seemed to think themselves better than the rest. What they didn’t get into their pretty little dumb heads was that I controlled the income of the clients, and if I sensed any that could be…. how should I say? …A little difficult, I knew just where to send them. The other girls appreciated my input and always made sure I received little bonuses from them, so my annual income was very… very good. It supported me in a lifestyle such as a two bed roomed apartment in central Melbourne, not cheap and a brand new Lexus. I was near as hell my own boss and Denny and his partner Shona always listened to my advice before making any final decisions. Shona controlled the girls.

The Salon was up market, with every piece of opulent equipment. Reception area, lounge area, bar, billiard room and of course the obligatory bedrooms, with large beds, spa’s and bathrooms, at two or three hundred dollars and hour, you would of course expect the very best, and like the Boardroom we endeavored to supply it.

At eight fifteen that Friday night, in walked Andy McBride with two of his mates. Andy was a brash, assertive young guy full of self-confidence, with his arms around his mate’s shoulders; the three of them approached reception. “Gida gorgeous how’s it going” was his cheerful cheeky greeting.

“I’m fine sir and what about yourself and how can I help you fine looking gentleman”

His dress gave him away, even though freshly scrubbed and neatly dressed, there was always an air about a man who lived and worked out in the bush or out back. They were all tanned and liked to wear their bush hats, not with dangling corks as seen on TV…no need for them in the city.

“Well ya could find us all a nice Sheila a piece” He said… and a cold one to start off with.

“I’m sure I can do that for you guys…are you members or not?” I asked

“Struth no, It’s our first visit…been here a week and just been told about this place…should have told us earlier” He replied.

“If you’d like to become members it will cost you fifty dollars each…you don’t have to be, but you will get a discount on all future visits…drink…food and the rooms…no discount on the girls unfortunately” I replied smiling.

Andy looked at his two mates and said, “Better sign us up gorgeous, sounds a bit of us don’t you think fellahs?” They all agreed and I started to take their particulars, as I did so his mates surveyed the surroundings and the talent.

“Cor she looks a bit of all right” said one” who I learned was called Craig. “I could fuck her no bother” then turned my way and apologized for his swearing.

“Don’t worry Craig, I’m used to it, it’s par for the course working here, I smiled assuring “Her names Lena by the way” I added nodding toward the girl he’d like to fuck. “What about her there” John asked, pointing toward a stunning brunette. “Heather…her names Heather” I replied “Whow…I really would like to fu… screw her” he said.

“Well I’m sure you can…if they are available” I replied having finished documenting them.

“And you, what about you are you available gorgeous” Andy asked, he’d never stopped looking at me since arriving and doing the documentation.

“Sorry handsome I don’t service the clients” I replied with a smile.

“You should…you’re too good looking not to…god I’d like to….” He hesitated saying the word.

“What, you’d like to fuck me is that what you were about to say” I replied

“God yes…I’d love to give you a fuck” he said in his cocky manner.

“So, you guy’s all drovers eh?” I asked, trying to change the subject, but Andy’s eyes never strayed, as he continued to look me over. I felt a blush coming to my cheeks.

“If you’d like to go to the bar, grab a cold one I’ll ask the girls what they are up to and come and get you…you Andy go find a girl”

“I already have gorgeous…I’ve found you” that cheeky arrogant smile

“Andy I keep telling you I’m not one of the girls and besides I’m almost old enough to be your mother”

“Perhaps I like the mature woman…my mother…no…eldest sister…maybe, but then I don’t fancy my sister” his reply

“Go grab a drink with your friends, find a girl and I’ll come and get you” I said, insisting he leave the area.

Reluctantly he went with his friends and I went to ask the girls if they were free, which I already knew they were.

“What they like” asked Lena.

“A couple of drovers, young fit bucks I’d say, look harmless enough…don’t think you’ll have any trouble with them…besides we’ve got Harry and Wayne if there’s any trouble”

They both agreed to take them on; leaving Andy the only one I had to find a girl for.

He was still most insistent than it was me he wanted. “Join me for a drink, surely you can do that” he asked.

“A drink” I replied “One drink and then we find you a nice girl…ok”

“Yeah…yeah” he replied dismissively.

Beer was his choice of drink as we sat close together, I was barely aware of the chatter of the others. Andy moved closer, arm around my shoulder.

“You honestly don’t do tricks” he asked

“Nope…never” I replied

“So what does a guy do if he fancies you?” he questioned.

“Never had anyone fancy me” my reply.

“Shit I don’t believe it” his reply, running his fingers up and down my leg and thigh area.

“Ever been tempted to do it”

“You’re getting personal Andy, I said I’d have a drink with you not and inquisition”

He gave a chuckle “I take that as a yes” his eyes searching for a reaction. I blushed and turned my head away.

“You have haven’t you…you’ve thought about it” a huge grin on his face.

“Well…yes…I guess I have…but only thought”

“Come on let’s do it…be a little daring, never mind what the boyfriend thinks, let’s just go for it”

“I don’t have a boy friend…or girl friend” quickly adding girlfriend. He was fishing.

“So when was the last time you had a good fuck?”

I shrugged. “Can’t remember…too long actually, I’m too busy here”

His hand was now stroking my leg and thigh; I was starting to feel a little hot, and getting a little horny as well…he had a nice touch.

“Look I can’t go with you, it’s not my job, we have the girls for that…. just…just pick one of them Andy”

“The customer is always right you know” he said, then swiveled round to survey the room “Who’s your boss, which one is he?” he asked

“I have two bosses…Denny and Shona” I turned toward reception and saw them standing behind the desk.

“I’d better go Andy…my bosses are at the reception desk…I’m not supposed to be here” I said, reluctantly brushing his hand off my thigh and making for reception.

As I neared the desk and before I could say a word, a voice behind me broke in.

“Hey fella, are you the big guy, this little ladies boss?”

Denny looked up at the brash young man addressing him

“Yes sir I am, …do you have a complaint?”

“Yes I do…it’s the companies policy not letting this charming you lass fuck…I’m willing to pay for her time and I’m told I can’t do that”

Denny looked at me and I thought oh shit, I’m in big trouble.

“Well sir we didn’t employ Melissa for that job, and she really does an excellent job on reception… there are many other girls for you sir”

“Yeah I’ve looked them all over and I only fancy this girl… Melissa…so what’s it to be?”

Denny looked at me, then Shona “What do you think?” he asked. God I didn’t believe this, they were actually considering it.

“Well it’s up to Melissa I guess” replied Shona.

“God…I’ve…I’ve never done it before…I wouldn’t know what to do” I replied all flustered.

“Oh come on Melissa it’s not as if you haven’t thought about it is it…I’ll bet you’ve had a fantasy or two haven’t you?”

“Well…yes…yes, but that’s fantasy…this…this is for real”

“And you told me you’d thought about it” Andy chimed in.

“Right then that’s it…here” said Denny handing Andy a key to one of the rooms “Go to this room and Melissa will be along soon” A look of triumph spread over Andy’s face. “See ya in there gorgeous” he said, kissing me on the cheek.

“Oh god…I’ve never done this…I don’t know what to do” I said to Denny and Shona as Andy left.

“What you’ve never been fucked before?” said Shona.

“No…no not that…I’ve never done it for money”

“Really no difference, with or without money fucking is all the same” added Denny.

Oh god it’s a long time since I’ve had a guy…you know…”

“Fuck you” Shona finished.

“Like riding a bike…well not quite…much more fun fucking, but you know what I mean” said Denny.

“Now just go in there, like you were on a date, he’s just wined and dined you, taken you back home and is expecting a little more…now is the time for you to deliver a little more…right?

My heart was pounding and my hands shaking “yeah…right…right” I replied, taking a deep breath.

“Here, just a moment” said Shona and reached out, undoing the top buttons on my blouse and spreading it a little to show my bra and cleavage. “And perhaps a little lip gloss” When she was happy how I looked, she slipped a couple of condoms into my hand. “Play safe,” she said. I went to the room that Andy had gone a short time before.

I stood outside room ten, heart still thumping in my chest, as were my hands I knocked then entered.

The sight before me had me trembling even more, and my legs going weak. Andy was completely naked, and he looked like some Greek god, he had the most perfectly toned body, not an ounce of fat anywhere. Smooth taut skin and a butt women would fight for…but the thing that held my attention the most was his erection, his beautiful manhood was standing to attention, stiff and proud, like a soldier on guard duty. The only thing that spoilt it, if spoilt was the right word, but it brought a laugh to me and lessened my tension. He was wearing his bush hat and a long stem rose in his mouth, both hands on hips, I just couldn’t help but laugh.

“What you laughing at…what is it, my dick too small” he said, holding it and looking down at it.

“Oh dear me no…never that, it’s truly a very fine specimen…I think the hat and rose are a little over the top”

He removed the hat and threw it like a Frisbee across the room, the rose he discarded by throwing it on the table.

“What…what do I do now?” I asked nervously, not taking my eyes of his hard cock. The thought of where it was going and what he was going to do with it had my pussy getting very wet.

“Take off your blouse and skirt first” he said

I quickly undid the last few buttons of my blouse and shrugged out of it, then unzipped my skirt, let it fall to the floor and stepped out of it. I felt awkward and a little embarrassed displaying myself in front of this guy semi naked. God the girls do it all the time…it’s just part of the job…so why should it bother me?

He drew in his breath through his teeth, making a hissing sound. “Oh fuck…oh fuck…oh fuck” he murmured

He stood staring at me, making me feel more embarrassed. “What…what’s wrong” I asked.

“Nothing…nothing is wrong my love…you’re perfect…just perfect” Now I was embarrassed. I had always endeavored to wear sexy underwear; even though I never got to display it for the benefit of any guys…tonight I was glad I’d adhered to that little rule of mine. I had a frilly bra, holding my generous boobs and frill edged skimpy knickers and matching thigh hi black stockings.

“Go and stand beside the bed”

I ambled over to the bed, stood beside it and turned toward him.

“Yes…yes, very nice…very nice indeed” he remarked.

As he made toward me, my heart had not stopped racing and my eyes had never stopped staring at his hard erection. As he stood next to me, I could feel the heat from his body against my skin. I closed my eyes and murmured “Oh god” I was physically trembling.

“You scared my flower? …Don’t be,” he said, trying to reassure me.

He ran his hand through my hair, and then cupped my chin, tilting it upward. I closed my eyes and I felt his warm lips on mine, gently kissing me, then there was a hungry urgency in him, the kissing became more passionate and I responded in kind, there was a hunger in me gnawing at me. I hadn’t felt the lips of a man for months and suddenly here I was, in this room with a horny young guy and the lid was just about to be lifted. Without thinking and from sheer frustration I reached for that stiff member I’d lusted for, my hand wrapping around its girth, oh god it felt so good. Our lusts combined into one giant force, my heart raced and pounded, his arms around my waist pulling me close, molding our bodies tightly together, now his hands slip to my butt, squeeze and knead my buttocks, he lifts me off my feet and we tumble backward, and bounce on the soft mattress, he on top of me. I cradle him between my open legs, knees drawn up and all the time our mouths hungrily kissed, tongues fought for supremacy. The taste of beer he had drunk only a short time before, the smell of his cologne. I was excited alive and wanting him…really wanting him, all my inhibitions had vanished like the morning haze. We broke for air…I needed air and I gasped great lung fulls, heart still racing. I was groaning, groaning from the erotic feeling that surged through my body. His own hunger needed to be fed as he kissed and bit my neck. His hand was tearing at my bra, pulling the cups free, now cupping and kneading my naked breasts, squeezing, hurting me…forcing me to cry out. His growls and cries were that of an animal, a hungry wild animal. He pressed his hard manhood against my thighs, groin and stomach, a reminder of what was to come. I pushed against it, wanting to feel its hardness and warmth…my pussy was wet and dripping…like it had never been before…I was on fire and there was only one thing that could quench its flame. My breasts became the next target for his mouth as they kissed and sucked the firm flesh and hardened nipples. I could hardly breath; everything was going at such a fantastic pace. “Oh god, oh Andy…oh, oh, please, oh god” I couldn’t string a sensible sentence together…I was totally lost in the moment. Warm hands on my waist, then fingers curled around my pants elastic, he was pulling, tearing at them, we were filled with an ravenous lust for each other, I wanted them off, wanted rid of them as much as he did, I raised my hips allowing free passage, then they were gone, thrown away. I felt that freedom that comes when walking around the house completely naked. His mouth kissed its way down across my stomach; down between my thighs, he forced my legs further apart, and then buried his face in my pubic hair.

“Oh—my—god” I screamed, rising up to meet the warm hungry mouth that was eating my cunt, his tongue flicked and licked the warm wet pink flesh of my hot pussy. I was lost in a euphoric haze. It had all happened oh so fast; the finger that poked and prodded my pussy along with the warm wet tongue only fired my feelings, driving me deeper into the wonderful euphoria.

The spell was only momentarily broken when he stopped. I looked up at his hypnotic blue eyes, eyes that were alive, bright and sparkling. He smiled and said “You ready for this” indicating his hard cock.

I swallowed, nodded and said “Yes, yes I am…it’s a while since…”

Before I could finish he said. “Don’t worry…you’re going to enjoy it…I promise”

I braced myself for its entry. He smiled, his eyes never wavering from my face, watching my expression. I gave a little wince as he put the head and the first two inches in. “Oh—god” I said softly. The smile now a grin and eyes never wavering. My mouth opened in a big O and a gasp escaped as I felt the fullness of his hard cock enter me. “Ohhhhhh” My fingers dug into the mattress and bedsheet

“How’s that gorgeous…feel good eh?” he asked as his hips slowly moved back and forth.

“Oh shit yeah…oh god that feels real good Andy” my reply as I followed his gaze between my legs. I couldn’t believe I’d taken the whole lot, and yet there was the proof before me. It was his cock and my cunt that it was inside and I mean inside. The strokes were full and deep.

“Oh god that feels good…real good” he said, expressing his own feelings.

His ass set up a nice steady pace, rising and falling as we fucked and fucked.

“Harder Andy…harder” I cried. He responded with deeper and harder thrusts.

“How’s that gorgeous…How’s that? Is that how you like it”

“Yes…yes…yes” I screamed. It hurt, but I didn’t care, it’s what I wanted, as I egged him on, begging, pleading for more.

“God you’re a hot little bitch” he panted, his ass going flat out. Thrust becoming faster. It was right about then that the orgasm hit. I’d never really experienced one before; all other sexual encounters had been just that, a sexual encounter. I’d lay on my back, open my legs and my partner would bang away until he had cum. This was different…the feeling was electrifying and I liked it, poor Andy’s back bore the marks where my finger nails dug into his skin and flesh.

“Oh god…oh god Andy” I gasped as it passed through me.

His orgasm wasn’t far behind. “I’m cuming Melissa…I’m gona cum” he moaned.

Deep thrust…squirt…pause, followed by another deep thrust…squirt…pause and one final deep thrust and final squirt of cum.

“Oh god…oh my god” he sighed and collapsed limp on top of me. Our bodies were both hot and sweaty from our actions. I clung to him, not wanting him to go, I ran my hands down the small of his back and over his firm round ass, gently pulling him into me, his skin was wet and sticky with perspiration, but oh did he feel and smell good.

He continued to hold me and together we rolled on our side, he still inside me.

His eyes were sparkling and he smiled at me, as he ran his hand through my hair and then his fingers gently touching my cheek.

“God you are something else Melissa… I wanted you the moment I set eyes on you” he said.

“That the line you tell all the girls?” I asked.

“No…no only the one I love” his reply.

I’d heard the other girls tell of clients thinking they were in love with them and decided to get off the subject.

“So Andy McBride…tell me about yourself”

He was a young guy who had left Sydney when he was even younger, gone north to Queensland, managed to find work as a jackaroo, liked the hard work and long hours, thought it was a big adventure. It was a big sheep and cattle spread…with lots and lots of cattle and even more sheep, never a dull moment.

“Got a girl back there?” I asked.

“Na…haven’t got time for one…there’s a couple of Sheila’s that work at the local pub, we get to fuck on a regular basis… but they get fucked by most of the guys in the area…one’s married…husband works on the rigs, but it doesn’t stop her from fucking…so I don’t count them”

“What about you?” he asked.

“Not a great deal to tell really, left school, got a job with a legal firm, married, but it never worked out, divorced, I had to find a job, was told of this one and I’ve looked after the girls ever since, the odd boy friend here and there, nothing serious, all in all a very dull boring life” After telling him, I realized just how boring my life had been so far. I felt his limp cock slip out.

“Whoops…I guess that’s it Andy” I said. “I’d better get back to reception” pushing away from him. He rolled on his back, hands behind his head and stared reflectively at the ceiling. He watched my naked body as I gathered up my clothes. Piece by piece I redressed, strangely I didn’t feel embarrassed as he continued to stare at me.

“You have one beautiful body Melissa…you really have” he said.

I laughed and said he needed glasses as I slapped the excessive flesh around my midriff, not a great deal, perhaps, but definitely the signs were there.

“You are just how I like my women…right age…right build”

I tucked my blouse into my skirt, leaving top buttons undone. I was just putting my second earring back on when he beckoned me over, slapping the bed next to him.

Sitting beside him, he took my hand, kissed every finger, then the back of my hand before rubbing his cheek with it.

“Marry me Melissa…will you marry me?”

My jaw just dropped open…I was speechless; this had to be some sort of joke.

“You’re kidding me, aren’t you…some sort of joke…yes that’s it a joke, lead me on then ha, ha…fooled you”

His expression never changed. “No I mean it…I promise, I fell in love with you when I walked through the doors and saw you behind the desk…I knew then I’d found the woman I wanted to marry…. the woman I wanted to be my wife”

“Oh this is ridiculous, you’ve known me for little more that one hour, we come in here, you fuck me and then tell me you want to marry me…we have nothing in common”

I went on to list all the reasons why not, such as age difference; he loved the outback open spaces and me the city, with all the mod cons and easy living. I just couldn’t see me as a cockie’s wife, up with the sparrow farts at some ungodly hour, feeding chucks and pigs and milking cows. I liked my milk and eggs from a supermarket shelf.

As I spoke, quick as a flash he grabbed me, threw me on my back, was on top of me, hands up my skirt, pulling my knickers down.

“Whoa, hey…what you doing lover boy” I said, laughing and giggling.

His knees were between my legs forcing them apart.

“Ohhhhh god” I screamed as he entered me, his bare ass quickly rising and falling, pushing and thrusting, our mouths and lips once again locked in lust, hunger and passion.

“Marry me…marry me woman” his voice quivering with excitement.

“I can’t…oh no…oh please…oh…”

“Marry me…marry me woman…I need you”

Instead of replying I kissed him with great passion, I didn’t want to answer him…not right now…feeling as I did right then I could easily make the wrong decision…I needed time to think rationally, not in the heat of the moment when I was enjoying being fucked. When he made that final thrust and I felt him shooting his seed inside me, I held his beautiful ass in my hands, pulling and squeezing his buttocks, like squeezing a tube of toothpaste trying to coax the last drop.

He slowly withdrew and lay on his back beside me. My skirt was up around my waist and my knickers had dropped around my ankles. We just lay there, both of us just staring at the ceiling.

“I do love you…and I do mean it when I say I want to marry you Melissa”

“I know you do Andy and I’m flattered and I promise to think about it…I don’t want to be rushed…not on this one” my response. I rose from the bed, pulled up my pants and readjusted my skirt.

“Would there be a tinny in the fridge?” he asked.

“I would think so my love…would you like one?”

“Yeah please…if you don’t mind”

I went to the mini bar, removed an ice-cold beer and handed it to him, asking him if he would like a glass to go with it would be a waste of time….glasses were for women and poofta’s he would say.

He tore the ring tab off, took a long pull, swallowed, then taking the tab ring placed it on one of my fingers as far as it would go.

“There…we are officially engaged, Melissa….”

“Shit I don’t even know your second name” he said

“Stephens…Melissa Stephens” I replied, smiling at him.

“Right…then we are officially engaged to be married Melissa Stephens”

I held out my hand and admired my engagement ring. “Whow…you certainly don’t go sparingly when it comes to engagement rings Any McBride” laughing

“I’ll get you the biggest and best later…you can choose it…in the mean time that’s it” he said, indicating to the tab ring.

“I’ll say one thing…you don’t give up easy do you” my response.

“Not where you’re concerned Melissa Stephens”

“I’ve got to go…back to reception, the clock has just struck midnight and Cinderella has to work” I bent and kissed a gentle kiss on the lips, my tongue lightly running over them.

As I got to the door he said. “We are engaged, aren’t we?”

I shook my head “Not yet my dear…not yet” closing the door behind me.

I stood with my back against the closed door, trying to collect my thoughts, what had happened tonight, I just could not keep up, in all the time I’d been here, this was the craziest of nights.

I felt light headed and was skipping on cloud nine, as I made my way back to reception, my demeanor did not go unnoticed with the others.

“Well now someone seems to have enjoyed themselves” a remark coming from Shona. Yes we can see that, another two chipped in.

“Phew!” I said, wafting my hand in front of my face “Talk about hot…hot…hot, that is the best sex I’ve ever had” I declared, running my hand through my hair and looping a rogue strand around my ear.

“What’s that on your finger” one asked, pointing at the tab Andy had placed there.

I held it up… “Oh this…it’s my engagement ring…cost him a fortune” I said and we all started to laugh. Just then Andy joined us, stood right beside me, put his arm around my waist, drew me close and in a loud voice asked for everyone’s attention…there was a dead silence as all turned to see who it was addressing them.

“I’ve got an announcement”

When he said that I had a feeling I didn’t want to hear it.

“Tonight I asked this lady to marry me and she has accepted…we are now officially engaged…she’s my fiancé…drinks are on me” he said, then spinning me around he proceeded to kiss me passionately.

I wanted to return the kiss, but not under these conditions…I was right, I didn’t want to hear this announcement. I tried to brake free, disengage, I could hear clapping and congratulations going on around me, I needed to put it all right, it was getting out of hand.

When I did eventually brake free, I beat a fist against his chest. “You idiot…you know we’re not engaged…I never said so”

“You never specifically said no either” he replied with that charming and disarming smile on his face.

“Well you’d better tell them…go on tell them we are not engaged” he said

Seeing all the happy smiling faces and glasses being razed in my direction, made it impossible for me to say other wise. The only ones with quizzical expressions were staff.

“I thought you were only kidding when you said you were engaged” they said.

“I was…I was” I hastily replied “I’ll fill you all in later” keeping my voice down, not wanting guests to hear.

“Well that was some announcement,” commented Craig, Andy’s friend.

“Yeah aren’t I the lucky one” Andy replied, and once again, put his arm around me, drew me to him and began kissing me passionately.

“Go…just go” I said when we’d finished and I’d pushed him way.

“I’ll call you when we reach Charleville, sweetheart…and pick out the biggest and best diamond ring…I’ll see you when we get back”

Before I could say another word he and his cobber’s were making for the door.

“Well I don’t think he’s aware you and he are not engaged” said Shona.

“Can you honestly see me as a cockie’s wife” I said

They all agreed they could not. From then on the night settled down, nothing could dampen the way I felt right then. I was on cloud nine, feet not touching the floor. I’d just been fucked, one of the best fucks ever. I had a pussy full of Andy’s cum and a smile like a Cheshire cat…yes I was feeling good and I’d had a proposal of marriage, even if it was ridiculous. The girls told me it happened all the time and that in all likelihood I’d never see him again…which was a relief and a disappointment…I kinda liked the guy…he was good fun. “Mrs Melissa McBride” I said to myself, trying on the mantel…come on Melissa, wake up and stop day dreaming.

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“You really going to marry her” asked John as the ute headed down Market Street.

“You bet I am” Andy’s reply.

“But she’s a whore” said Craig.

“Easy…easy what you say there mate…that’s the future Mrs McBride you’re talking about”

A silence rained as they turned into Flanders Street and headed for the Mitchell Highway…it was a long drive to Charleville and a long time for all of them to contemplate on their futures.

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Two days and I was still on cloud nine, work seemed to have a new meaning and I fussed over the girls even more than I usually did. My cell phone played a little melody, telling me there was a message…I flicked it open…it was from Andy

“Hi darling, have arrived Charleville safe and sound, how’s the future Mrs McBride, love you Andy xxx”

My heart gave a great leap, I couldn’t believe it, was this guy really, really serious, surely he must realize it could never be, even though I wanted it, it could never be.

I picked up the tare tab Andy had given me as an engagement ring, holding it and remembering two nights ago… “Oh well” I sighed.

The doors swung open, the sound of four male voices startling me from my daydream.

“How can I help you handsome gentlemen” I said, smiling my most welcoming smile. They were all well dressed and obviously businessmen out on the town, and business not on their minds tonight.

“Yes gorgeous, three of your best looking girls for these three reprobates, and I want you for myself”

“Oh god….oh—my—god, here we go again”