Lost in Flight

by Neeny Boucher

  Mandy selected Maroon 5’s “Moves like Jagger” and they did some of the worst “moves like Jagger” in the history of dance. Christina put on Nirvana’s “Come as you are” which they’d all loved as teenagers. They started head banging, and Bonnie got up to do air guitar. Christina started doing the vocals and Mandy started dancing around the room with her head down, and arms in the air.

  All three women spun their heads when they heard clapping and Jed was standing there with a smile on his face. He joined in on the air guitar, head banging and drinking. They played upbeat pop-rock music until it was time to go meet Andy in town.

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  Riley

  Mason and Adriana had stopped groping each other for five minutes and the three women were in deep conversation. Riley was trying to tune them out, but parts of the discussion kept seeping into his consciousness. “You have to take what you want or life just passes you by.”

  “Oh, first time I did that I passed out.”

  “You did? The guy must have been an amateur.”

  “Yeah. Took me ages to do it again?”

  “How long?”

  “Hmmm, I don’t know, maybe a month?”

  “Did you breathe through the burn because you have to breathe through the burn?”

  When they started talking “size” and examples, Riley decided he had a window of opportunity to call Jed. He went as far away from the table as he could without leaving the building and called Jed. He thought it wasn’t going to go to voicemail, when Jed finally picked up.

  “Oh,” Jed sniffed. “Look, it’s his majesty. How nice of you to call, m’lord.”

  Riley laughed. “Sorry man. I’m a bit busy at the moment and it’s all kind of weird here.”

  “Like how weird?” When Riley explained, Jed wanted him to go further and in detail, but he declined. Jed laughed, “You have to be nice to me tonight. I’ve been made an honorary girl.”

  The thought of Jed as a woman was disturbing. “You’d be one of the ugliest women in the world – ever,” said Riley.

  Jed huffed. “Well that’s not very nice. You’ve hurt my feelings.”

  Riley could hear Christina singing in the background and he smiled. “What’s going on there?”

  “All sorts,” Jed chuckled. “Discussions about men with large balls, sex, titties, dirty dancing, and drinking.”

  Riley’s eyebrows nearly hit the roof and he laughed. “What?”

  “Uh-huh” said Jed. “It’s all kinds of hot and steamy ‘round here.”

  Riley frowned. “What are they drinking?”

  Jed told him to hold on and as he went into the other room he could hear the women shrieking with laughter. “They’ve finished the bourbon and are on tequila,” Jed said quietly into the phone. “We’re going into town soon for some good, old-fashioned debauchery. They’ve invited me along. Might be a chance to crack onto that Hot Bonnie.”

  This-was-not-good. With a groan Riley said, “Jed listen, they appear nice and normal, fun and sane even, but don’t let them fool you. They shouldn’t be allowed out together on tequila and released into general population. You’ve got a full-witches-coven. Dangerous.”

  Jed snorted. “I’ve got a big stake just for Bonnie,” making Riley laugh out loud. “Besides,” Jed said, “Christina’s sober and Andy’s coming to help. We’ll be fine.”

  No-they-wouldn’t, but he couldn’t blame Jed. He didn’t know what they were like when they got together on tequila. Normally, it spelled trouble with a capital “S.H.I.T.”

  Riley sighed in resignation. “Okay, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

  Jed laughed in disbelief. “You act like they’re cage fighters. Speaking of cage fighters, I’m thinking of going to Pax later on.”

  For a moment Riley was speechless. “Jed, you’re not taking them with you are you?”

  “No, why?” Jed asked. “But if they want to come, they’re all grown women and can make their own decisions.”

  Riley groaned. “Don’t take them there, Jed – no matter what they say okay? If anything goes wrong - that’s Johnny Martin’s sister, my Dina, Dave Warnock’s wife, and best friend.”

  “Pffffft,” Jed laughed, “untwist your knickers and stop being a Nancy. They want to go out and have fun. I won’t take them to Pax on purpose, but I won’t stop them either. I’ve got that deadly little troll, Andy, with me so calm down.”

  Riley heard Callie squeal something and knew he had to get back. “Hey Jed – I’ll catch up with you later. I’ve got some stuff to take care of and then I’ll meet up with you.”

  Jed said, “Sure. See you later, Nancy” and hung up before Riley could insult him back.

  He decided this evening couldn’t end fast enough and he was counting down to midnight. Riley had promised Mason “one night” as a wingman and they hadn’t specified time. He was going to argue the technicalities to the death on that one.

  Going back to the table, Callie wrapped herself around him getting a wink from Mason. Extracting himself from Callie, Riley leaned over to Mason, “Can we go soon?”

  Callie shrieked, “Oooooh. Let’s go par-tay!” Riley hated that term, but managed to hide it.

  Mason stood up and grinned. “Let’s go.” Adriana and Kat took an arm each on either side of Mason. Callie tried to hold his hand, but he wouldn’t take it. When she stuck her arm through his, he allowed it and decided he’d need to see an orthodontist soon about his ground down molars.

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  Christina

  They picked Andy up in Mandy’s town car and Christina knew her outfit was too much when she saw the look on Andy’s face. It was the way one relative looks at another in embarrassment when their bits are on display and you’d rather they weren’t. When he saw her, Andy muttered, “whoa Martin,” which made her want to change.

  The group ate dinner at the Four Seasons and headed over to a nightclub called, Way Point. Christina knew this place was owned by Mason Glenn and until now, refused to come here on principle. Jed led them up the large queue that was outside the nightclub, whispering in the bouncer’s ears, pointing at Mandy and Christina. The bouncer beckoned and they went through to a few boos from people in the crowd who’d been waiting longer.

  They argued the pros and cons of going into the VIP section, and decided against it. Christina hated it unless Johnny was with her and Mandy agreed. She felt the same way without Dave and neither of them wanted to sit in a room with boring, fake people that viewed them as ornaments to their more famous men-folk. Besides, they were here to party, not watch proceedings from above, so they headed to the bar by the dance floor.

  Bonnie went to order drinks and while she was gone, Mandy tried to persuade Christina to have a drink. The music was loud, so Christina had to lean into Mandy’s ear to be heard. “I can’t. I have to wait another week before I can have a pregnancy test to be a 100% sure. I doubt I am, but if I am, I’d rather be safe than sorry.”

  Mandy was staring at her quizzically and just as the music paused, she yelled into the quiet, “BUT YOU’VE GOT YOUR PERIOD RIGHT?”

  The bar was packed four deep and every head turned in their direction, including Bonnie, Jed, and Andy. Even the bar staff looked up. Mandy hadn’t noticed because she was tipsy.

  Christina glared at her unwanted audience making eye contact and saying loudly, “Not now.” Most people turned away, but those who remained looking at Christina like they’d just found out she was recently menstruating, got a sharp, “NOTHING to see here people - look away: go on LOOK AWAY.” She then looked at Mandy. “Um, SHUT-UP.”

  After that conversation, Christina doubted people would be lining up to dance with her, so she grabbed Mandy’s hand and they headed to the dance-floor. They pushed into the middle of the dance-floor, through the throng of people dancing to Katy Perry’s “Firework.” Her dance movements were severely limited as every time she put her arms in the air, her “bubbies” rose up to keep them company. She kep
t trying to pull the top of the dress up further because she was sure there had been some nipple action. In the end, she settled for keeping her arms closer to her body and tried to get her groove on that way.

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  Riley

  Riley spotted Dina and Mandy dancing from above in the VIP section of Way Point. He wanted to go and dance with her, but that was impossible. It was two hours from midnight and there was no way he was going to let Mason or Callie get anywhere near her.

  When Christina put her arms up, his eyes nearly bugged out of his head because for a moment her rack was on display for everyone to see. He was pretty sure he’d seen nipples. His eyes narrowed and he pursed his lips. Those were his property and he didn’t want them going public.

  Riley wasn’t the only one to have noticed. He saw a big blonde guy start heading toward her with his hands out, like a hobo warming them on a fire. She had her head down, pulling up her dress, so hadn’t noticed the approach of Mr. Creeping Hands. He was about to run down, but knew he’d never make it in time. He’d definitely be there for the clean-up though and to teach Hands some manners.

  Then he saw Andy James glide in from the side, grab Hands around the arms, and push him into the crowd away from Dina. A wry smile crossed Riley’s face. He owed Andy James. Riley couldn’t see Jed or Bonnie anywhere and he wasn’t about to go downstairs, announcing his presence just yet. He wanted to be cut loose from Callie and Mason before he went to her.

  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 m
oved 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.