The Enchanted Ocean Of Fantasy's

Bush Smart

Ryan blinked over his contracting pupils against the bright lights that signaled closing time. The heavy drinks he’d had earlier in the night, although keeping him happily inhibition free, were not enough to guard against the sinking feeling in his chest brought on by surveying an emptying dance floor. He was going home alone again tonight.

Probably better this way. All those bitches were ugly or fat. He thought while still staring down any stragglers. I’d only have regretted it tomorrow even if I’d scored…I guess its plan B for another weekend instead.

He dumped his empty glass down hard on the nearest table and strode with feigned confidence out of the double doors, cold night air stinging his face and blowing his favourite dark jacket backward as he sped across the car park. It took him a few tries to get the single key, light in his hand without its usual ring of jangling friends, to line up with the lock of his beat up old Holden Commodore. Once finally inside, he settled in, firing the AC so it had time to warm up and waited to see who else would show.

Jonno landed first, letting himself into the passenger side and dropping down heavily, reeking of whisky.

“HEYO Ryan! We both stuck out then!” He said in a loud voice, not yet accustomed to the lack of loud music.

“Looks like it mate.”

“Hanging on in case of a plan B are we?” He asked, volume naturally adjusting a little.

“Aye, lets see if anyone else comes through with a winner.”

They waited in silence for a few minutes before Jonno couldn’t resist playing with the radio, tuning in to a Saturday night station playing non-stop dance beats. It would keep the party going a little longer Ryan figured, but he didn’t hold out much hope for a good end to the night.

He was beginning to consider giving it up, heading home and resigning to a nightcap of porn and junk food when one of the back doors suddenly swung open and in popped Jacky-boy’s head.

“OI OI lads! I was hoping you’d be here! Any of you’s up for a night of star hunting?”

“What the fuck are you on Jacky? There’s no one famous lives in Perth, they’re all in Byron Bay!” Jonno replied.

“Not stars you stupid cunt, STARS, like in the sky? I promised Chloe here we would take a drive into the outback to see if we could spot the Milky way, maybe even get lucky with a bit of the old Aurora!”

With that the other side door opened to reveal a real beauty. Long black hair cascaded over her pale skin and a tight red top barely contained the biggest pair of soft tits Ryan had seen in a long time. Fitted jeans to a slim waist and heels rounded off the absolute prize…some nights really turned around with plan B in action.

“Hello boys! Heard you were heading out on a drive, mind if I tag along? I haven’t been out of the city in forever!” Chloe said. She was confident too…this could be fun.

“Of course, climb on in and lets get going before we lose the night. Come on Jacky-boy get your ass in, lets get this show on the road!” Ryan said, rejuvenated with enthusiasm and leaving behind all traces of his previous disappointment. 

The speed dial behaved itself until they broke free of the suburbs, at which point Ryan floored it out onto the long and deserted country roads of rural Australia. His poor old girl wheezed in protest but Ryan was too excited to play it safe.

“Yo Ryan, got any booze in here?” Jacky asked over the now blaring music

“Lean over the back seat there should be a bottle we can share” Ryan instructed.