"I think Donald's talking about the Australia Day weekend we spent at the Sunbury 73 music festival. I kind of get the impression that my husband woul... like that Evelyn back."To Alison the question was obvious. "And why would he want that?" Oh because I was a 19-year-old university student studying for a business degree and I was a little on the wild side." And am I allowed to ask what you did at Sunbury?" Well, if I told you that I left there without something that I arrived there with and. I just hoped it would relieve my stress, living in a house full of women was terrible, even though I rarely saw them. I'd been observing those same five women daily and no one else at all. The worst thing was, I was starting to see them in creepy, sexual ways. I guess that's what isolation can do to you. Heh! Heh! Mom and Aunt Bec had always been competitive, so when the lockdown went into effect, they had become real Home-Gym junkies. Exercising in the Den for hours on end until one of them. ‘Yes, why not?’ Cruella de Vil snapped back. ‘I’ll get your guacamole, Tio…’ the waitress said as she rolled her eyes and walked off. ‘Tio? Tio? Why does she call you Uncle?’ ‘I fucked her mother’s cat once. Up the ass.’ Blank stare. ‘You are so charming, Jack.’ ‘Thanks, I think. So, how are you, Renata. Still eating young children?’ ‘Oh, Jack, cut the shit, would you?’ ‘If it’s something you really feel strongly about, sure.’ He looked at her, wanted to get this over with as fast as possible.. I tried to change the subject. "What's the entertainment for the evening?" "I'll go get them," Jill responded. She got up and disappeared into another part of the house. I sat down in the middle of the couch, and Brenda took up a position on the left of me, leaving Jill her spot on the right. I ran my fingers through Brenda's white-blonde hair. She was almost albino so her skin was as pale as Jill's. "What's she getting," I asked. "Movies." Brenda covered my mouth with hers, to prevent any.