Repeated tapping on my shoulder roused me from my evening commute daydreaming. Fleeting reminders of gazing down at a girl on a sidewalk…. I'm Mandy, fuck me…. Something like that. Gary, next to me, was excited. “Look at this, mate.” Reluctantly, I dragged my eyes from the pretty young thing outside. She’d been keeping pace with us during the regular evening kerb-side crawl. Other than the air-con & negligible cost, bus t...

Dizzy and disoriented, consciousness arrived as slowly as a sunrise. I wondered how long I'd dozed. Must have been a while, because the sun was now low and sunset was beckoning. For sure, I'd earned it, my sleep sluggish brain could still recollect the previous night's activities - we'd spent half of it fucking. But to hell with schedules, we were on holiday. The little we were wearing didn't include watches; time was all...