Lost in Flight (42 page)

Mason came and stood beside Riley sipping his scotch looking over the dance floor like a king surveying his subjects.  Suddenly, Mason made a coughing, choking, gasping noise in the back of his throat.  “Holy shit.  MAAAAAA-NDY.”

Mason had had a crush on Mandy forever and never stood a chance.  He’d made characters in his online games that looked like Mandy, but were more sexually deviant.  Riley couldn’t bring himself to watch the games, not even out of professional interest.  Mandy was the wife of one of his oldest and best friends, and one of the oldest and best friends of Dina.  It was wrong.

“And that’s - is – is that… Darth Martin?  Look at the tits on her.”  Riley scowled, but Mason grinned.  “I’m finally getting the attraction.” 

Riley growled a menacing, “Mason,” which made him snort.  “Oh, calm down.  No offense intended.  But if that’s Mandy and Dina then Hot Bonnie Howard must be around here somewhere.” 

Unlike Mandy, Mason had had a chance with Bonnie during and after Bonnie had been with Mason’s older brother.  Mason got his answer when Bonnie and Jed joined the crew, and started dancing.  The noise Mason made in the back of his throat was disturbing and Riley turned to look at him, and wished he hadn’t.  The look on his face was beyond lecherous and Riley was pretty sure the fantasy that motivated it would figure in an online game soon. 

Mason hit Riley on the arm.  “We
have
to get down there.  Come on,” but stopped when Ginuwine’s “Pony” started playing.  Riley had always liked this song and he watched as Bonnie and Jed wrapped themselves around each other. 

He and Dina had always loved this song, even in their heavy grunge phase.  The lyrics were suggestive and so were the movements that accompanied them.  They’d had some happy fun times with this song. 

Riley smiled as Andy started a pretty good Ginuwine dance impersonation, gliding around the floor in perfect timing to the song.  Then he saw an image that made his mouth drop and Mason made a noise that made Riley want to slap him upside the head.  Dina and Mandy were wrapped around each other dirty dancing. 

He knew it was wrong to watch, but he couldn’t bring himself to look away and he wasn’t the only one.  He refused to look at Mason even when he could clearly hear him saying, “Yes, yes, oh yes, yes.  Don’t stop, don’t stop, girls, don’t stop.”

For everything, Riley liked Mason.  He’d been a good friend over the years, but if he looked at Mason now he was going to punch him in the face.  So, he kept his eyes glued on Dina and Mandy, hoping that Ginuwine’s song finished quicker than Mason did.

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Christina

When Ginuwine’s “Pony” finished, Christina and Mandy decided to make a pit stop at the bathroom.  They tapped Bonnie on the arm to see if she wanted to come with them, but she was still wrapped around Jed and annoyed her friends had interrupted.  They could see the attraction.  Jed was a good looking, funny and edgy guy. 

It was unusual for Bonnie because she hunted further afield than people attached to their crew.  Riley and Christina’s dysfunctional relationship, and Mandy, and Dave’s perfect one had put her off.  When they teased her about Jed, she shrugged.  “I’m keeping my options open and fish on the hook.” 

The three friends burst through the bathroom doors, giggling and laughing, and into the midst of a conversation between three women.  “Oh he’s so hot.  He’s the perfect man and ticks nearly every box on the list.  Hot, tall, built… I hear he’s got tattoos and a
tongue piercing
.  And… he’s rich!  You should see the car he drives…”

Glancing up, Christina saw three attractive women:  a blonde in a low cut blue dress, her dark haired friend who looked like a model in a revealing silver outfit, and a stern looking brunette in a leather outfit.  The blonde’s face and mannerisms were animated in a way only girls get when they’re enamored with a new guy.  

“He’s so sexy and a gentleman.  I can’t wait to jump him.  It’s all I can think about.  I nearly wore my clit out this week,” the blonde squealed with laughter and her friends joined in.  “I bet he’s a stallion in bed.  We almost did it in the back of a car, but we were too drunk and he wouldn’t.  I
sooooooo
wanted to.”

Bonnie leaned over and whispered.  “If he’s all that, I might go check him out,” making her friends chuckle.  The three friends were standing at the mirror touching up their makeup and trying not to listen to the other women’s conversation, but failing badly. 

Mandy dragged her lipstick out of her handbag and was applying it generously when the little blonde said loudly, “Oh yeah.  It’s like all new relationships – you know?  You have to negotiate the anal sex.  I hope he’s into it.”

Mandy turned her head so fast that she drew a line of lipstick across her face making her look like the Joker.  With an audible:  “OH MY GOD,” Mandy made eye contact with Bonnie and Christina whose eyes had opened wide in shock, and amusement. 

Bonnie was also touching up her lipstick when she heard the comment and paused.  Catching her friends’ eyes in the mirror, Bonnie puckered her lips in a good impression of the orifice under discussion.  Christina covered her face with her hands to stop herself from openly laughing. 

The other women’s conversation continued in the same vein and in excruciating detail, making it impossible to ignore.  Terms such as:  “beads, rings, plugs, lube” and their uses, with examples, were discussed in open fashion.  All ears were riveted to the conversation and when the leather-clad brunette started giving pointers, Christina, Bonnie and Mandy leaned in to listen.  This discussion made any conversation they’d had on sex recently appear darn right tame and their eyes were getting bigger, and bigger. 

When the subject of size and how to accommodate it entered the discussion, Bonnie couldn’t take it anymore.  Giving her friends a wicked look she giggled and shouted: “FIRE IN THE HOLE.” 

Mandy was in the midst of fixing her makeup to make her look less like the Joker and started laughing like Eye-ore the donkey.  Christina lost all control in the face of Mandy’s “Eeeee-eye-ore, eye-ore, eye-ore” and laughed until her sides hurt.  They were laughing so hard they failed to realize they’d attracted the attention of the others. 

Blondie’s eyes narrowed and she sneered at them.  “Excuse me, do you find something funny?” 

Mandy said, “Um, yeah, you, obviously,” setting them off into hysterics again.  Model was also giving them the evils with her arms folded and a look on her face like they were something scraped from the bottom of her shoe.  Leather was advancing toward them, opening and closing her hands like she was searching for a weapon. 

Blondie moved toward them in righteous indignation and challenge.  “Do you always listen to other people’s
private
conversations?”

Christina wondered what it was about people that made them think conversations in a bathroom, at a nightclub, constituted private.  Still, she was impressed.  She thought it impossible to adopt a righteous attitude after
that
conversation, but she was wrong.

Bonnie was the first to recover and met their looks with one of her own.  Watching Bonnie, Christina decided to play interference because these little girls didn’t know whom they’re messing with.  With the friendliest smile she could muster, which belied her desire to shout, “you’re idiots – back off, retreat, warning, warning,” Christina said, “Oh no, no, no.  Don’t mind us.  We’re just a little drunk and wish you well in your new relationship.” 

She put her arms around Bonnie and Mandy encouraging them out the door, but Bonnie wasn’t finished yet.  Giving the other women an evil grin, Bonnie said, “Good luck on your anal adventures” and blew them a kiss.  Blondie stepped forward and so did Bonnie, but Christina grabbed Bonnie by the arm and hauled her out. 

They were still laughing and shaking their heads when they got back to the dance floor, but Bonnie was intrigued.  “I want to have a look.  Seriously.  If he’s that hot and freaky, I might bag him.” 

Christina had no interest in looking at Mr. Anal Adventure and shook her head.  “No thanks.  He’s all yours, sweets.”  Much to her annoyance, Bonnie couldn’t interest Mandy either, who wanted another drink and get back on the dance floor. 

When Blondie and her friends headed up the stairs to the VIP section, Bonnie gave her friends a wink and followed.  The bouncer stopped her at the bottom of the stairs, but that was never going to halt Bonnie.  Mandy was about to walk over and demand he let Bonnie through, but it wasn’t needed.  Fixing him first with a pout and then a devastating smile, Bonnie looked like she’d bewitched the poor man. 

She smoothed her dress down, leaned over slightly giving him a quick view of her assets and then whispered in his ear.  Christina and Mandy watched the man’s mouth drop open and he allowed her to pass.  Bonnie sashayed up the stairs, turned around winked at the bouncer and blew him a kiss. 

They watched the bouncer watch Bonnie walk up the stairs with a look of awe on his face.  Mandy and Christina looked at each other and high-fived.  It was bad, but they did that on purpose. 

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Riley

Riley was watching Andy out on the dance floor with Dina when Callie came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist.  He turned to her and stared.  It was half an hour until midnight and the time had come to be firm.  “Callie, I don’t want to hurt you, but I’m not interested.  There are plenty of other guys out there that will be.”

Callie’s face fell.  “There’s someone else isn’t there?” 

Riley almost rolled his eyes.  He’d already told her and she had the habit of selective hearing, as well as pro-active talking.  Riley looked her in the eyes and said bluntly.  “Yes.” 

He was about to elaborate further when he spotted Bonnie Howard entering the VIP section.  Bonnie did a double take when she saw him and marched over like a redheaded Valkyrie.  She looked at him and Callie with eyes like shards of ice. 

Standing in front of him, Riley realized Bonnie was as tall as him in her high heels and he found it a bit disconcerting.  Actually, she was taller, but he would never admit it.  Bonnie poked him in the shoulder, growling.  “You?” 

Riley wanted to rub the spot where Bonnie had jabbed him, but resisted the urge while she was still standing in front of him. 

Callie glared at Bonnie sneering.  “You?”  Then turned to Riley shrieking, “Is this her?” 

He couldn’t fight on two fronts, so he focused on Bonnie and she put her finger in his face snarling.  “I trusted you.  I swear to God if you’re playing head games I will chop you into little pieces.”  Then she turned on her heel and walked off, but thought better of it. 

Storming back Bonnie snarled.  “By the way you can stick your job in…” pointing to Callie “she knows where and honey, you have my permission to do it without lube.”  Then, she looked him up and down, marching off with her arms swinging.

Riley was in shock and it took him a bit to recover.  He had no idea what Bonnie was talking about, but none of it sounded good.  He bolted after her. “Bonnie – wait.  Please.  Hold up.”  Bonnie waited for Riley to catch up to her and he had to stand in front to talk.  “This is not what it looks like?” 

Bonnie stared at him and sneered.  “You’re going with that line?  Puh-leeease.  You’re a liar and a douchebilly.  I actually believed you yesterday, but not now, Mr.
Anal Adventures
.” 

Riley stared at her in confusion, he may be wrong, but he suspected being called Mr. Anal Adventures wasn’t a good thing.  He stood his ground as Bonnie went to push past him, looking like she wanted to leave him as road kill.  Riley blocked her anyway and looked Bonnie directly in the eye.  “I didn’t lie to you,” he said, “Everything I said yesterday – I meant.  I’m not seeing anyone else and I can explain.”  He could accept this didn’t look good, but it also didn’t make it true.

Bonnie held his stare.  “I mean it, Riley, if you’re playing games or are out for stupid revenge, or something, I’ll come after you.”  They locked eyes and he knew she meant it.  Bonnie walked away without a backward glance, leaving him standing watching her and hoping she believed him. 

He was still deliberating what his next course of action should be when Callie approached.  “Well?  Is that her?” Callie demanded.   She was so off-base that it appealed to his sick sense of humor and he laughed. 

Riley put a fist to his mouth and shook his head.  “No.” 

A glaring Callie said, “How could you?  How could you bring me and your girlfriend to the same club?” 

Riley had the same thoughts himself and started talking, which didn’t help.  He heard himself ramble.  “Well, I didn’t bring you.  Mason did, and technically, I’m not officially involved with anyone, although I want to be, but that is a good question and I’m?  Well, I’m an idiot…” 

He was about to elaborate further when Mason came over.  “Was that Hot Bonnie Howard?”  Riley knew where this would go if he answered truthfully, so he exercised an option he didn’t like.  He lied.  “I don’t know.” 

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Christina

Mandy and Christina were at the bar with Jed and Andy, when Bonnie returned from the VIP section.  She had a wild-eyed look, but put on a dazzling smile when she saw them.  Christina looked at her and raised an eyebrow.  “Well?  Was Mr. Anal Adventures all that?” 

Bonnie shook her head vigorously.  “Oh no, no, no.  It’s no one we know or care to.  I think we should just get out of here.  What do you say?” 

Christina and Mandy shared a look.  Bonnie’s behavior was odd.  They were tempted to go up to the VIP lounge themselves, but Bonnie wouldn’t hear of it.  “No.  We should go – like now.  Let’s just go.” 

Mandy and Christina were happy to stay where they were, but the others were interested in trying out other places.  Dave had been texting and ringing saying the band was delayed, but they would be there soon.  Mandy wasn’t really worried about when they arrived, she just wanted to be out so Dave had to come and find her when he got here.