Between eating, drinking and listening, we were preoccupied. The sumptuous feast that Minnie had prepared was already a conversation piece...
Now, Mickey appeared to be an easy-going sort of guy, who would go along with whatever Minnie said. Mickey didn’t say much during dinner and would leave most of the conversation topics to Minnie. He would either nod in agreeance, laugh or give a few words in participation. But once the alcohol was served, he became a lot more expressive.
I observed the interaction between the two, and they seem genuinely like a couple who loves each other. Even if she did the cooking and cleaning, I sense that Minnie is the dominant one in the relationship. She aims to please everyone that she loves in her life but knows how to keep others around her in check…
A few glasses in, we were starting to ease off the food, and continued our drinks slowly. Minnie hadn’t stopped talking and for a brief moment, I had just wandered off in my thoughts and observed my surroundings, my company and the night.
I note that Minnie loves being the host, welcomes the attention that men give her, and wants everyone around her to feel the happiness that she is feeling. Minnie is also protective of her sister Daisy, and always wants the best for her. There is a 5 year age gap between the two. However, they are literally chalk and cheese, in the way they act, the way they speak and the way they approach things.
I could not find any resemblance at all between the two. You would never have guessed that they were sisters. Although, they seem to bond well with each other. I just couldn’t understand why they wouldn’t visit each other more, seeing that they are the only siblings in Sydney. I guess this is the dynamic of their family relationship and it really isn’t too much of my business. Mickey watches on, almost in admiration and awe, of Minnie, like it was the most entertaining thing he had ever seen…
Mickey was starting to open up, being a lot more talkative now. He told a story of how his friend went to a massage parlour, and in the middle of the session, was contacted by the wife. So, the
friend had to leave the session abruptly, and rushed to meet his wife somewhere close by. Running through the city, then cutting through a park, only to find, an unused condom stuck to the sole of his work boot once he had arrived. His wife met him, then noticed it from the back of his boot. She told the husband not to run through the bushes of that park as a shortcut anymore, because of the gay men that frequent there!
We couldn’t work out what we were laughing at the most. The fact that the husband had an unused condom on the sole of his work boot or that his wife had told him not to run through the bushes of the park frequented by gay men. It was known that the said park was a popular meeting point for gay men, as it was secluded.
Still nursing her first glass of wine, Daisy takes a small sip during that story, before spitting it all out at the end. It was obvious that the laughter took priority over her drink. Both Mickey and I looked at each other and couldn’t control ourselves after seeing her reaction…
The night wore on, the stories got bawdier, and I think I had reached my limit with my drinks. I knew that I didn’t have far to drive, but would rather not take the risk, should I have gotten breathalysed by the police.
It appears that Daisy was spending a night over, seeing that she had further to drive home to. She hadn’t planned on it but decided once Minnie offered her to stay. We didn’t get much time to be alone, Daisy and me. Instead, we spent it as a group. With a sly smile, Minnie said that I could stay over too if I wanted to, seeing that I was a little drunk. But I said that it would put Daisy in an awkward spot. Daisy said that she didn’t mind either way, and it was up to me. I asked if she was comfortable with it, and she said that she was…