Saturday 4 June 2011

OF WOMEN AND MICE....PART 5

Brandi leaned back on Cush's comfortable office chair, and studied the letter she had word-processed. She wondered if anything would happen once the Drug Squad at the Cairns Police Station received it. She wasn't stupid, she thought, she knew that the wife of a multi-millionaire would be viewed with a certain amount of intrepidation by police, even if that same wife was a drug addict and flaunting the laws of the country.

Brandi sighed heavily as she read what she had thoughtfully written:-

To Officer in Charge
Drug Squad
Cairns Police Station
CAIRNS

This is an anonymous dob-in which I hope you will act upon.
Mrs Rhianna Silvers, the former soapie star, is an Ecstacy addict and carries at least a dozen with her in her handbag all the time. She buys them regularly from someone she knows in Melbourne and she flies to Melbourne a lot.

Anonymous

Satisfied with what she had written, Brandi carefully folded the letter into an envelope. She would post it on her way to the Same Sex Parental Support Group Meeting which was on later that night, she thought.

A quick check on google revealed the retail price of Rhianna's Silver Mercedes SLR. The Cairns Post journalist was right in saying it was close to half a million dollars. Brandi clenched her teeth in disgust and jealousy. Cushie had never once bought her a car! Never! However now Brandi had a good idea why not. Cushie had lied to her about his money. Lied!

Another wave of anger washed over Brandi like a hot flash. If she played her cards right, and Rhianna Silvers was out of the way, she could make a play for Reg Silvers, her multi-millionaire husband. Reg Silvers was also a lot older than Cushie, besudes being richer, which made him all the more attractive. Much more attractive, Brandi reasoned.

After popping the sealed envelope in her handbag, Brandi checked her mobile phone and found the two incriminating images of Rhianna at the rave party. Quickly she downloaded them onto her own laptop. She had already found one of Reg Silver's cards in Cushy's desk, so she had his email address. Quickly, she typed up an email, attaching one of the photos. In the content of the message, she typed:-

I'M SURE ALL THE ELECTORS IN DIVISION TWO WILL ENJOY SEEING HOW YOUR WIFE ENJOYS HERSELF! I HAVE MORE OF THESE AND WILL POST THEM ON SOCIAL MEDIA SITES UNLESS YOU WITHDRAW YOUR INTENTION TO STAND AS COUNCILLOR IN DIVISION TWO. JUST DO IT.

For a few brief seconds she held off, pushing the "send" key. She tried to imagine the effect it would have on Reg Silvers. She wondered what would transpire between husband and wife once Reg realised Rhianna had not been faithful to him. Would Reg divorce her? Gosh, she hoped so!

Brandi giggled at the mayhem she would cause, and pushed the "send" button firmly.
There! It was all done. Now all she had to do was to sit back and wait until she heard the fireworks which no doubt Cushy would convey to her in some form or other.

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Berri and Healther were busy cleaning their small rented flat, and debating on how many fold up chairs to put out for the arrivals at their "Same Sex Parental Support Group" meeting. Berri
estimated they could have up to seven couples, plus maybe one of two unexpected ones.

Heather worried about whether she should bake a cake or make a slice, and serve tea and coffee rather than offer wine and beer.

"Everyone drinks wine these days," said Berri. "I can ride down and get a couple of bottles of a good Merlot and maybe some chardy as well."

"Trust you," Heather chided. "What about the Mums who are breast feeding, drinking alcohol isn't the best thing for them."

"You can gib us kids some corteeeall!" said Monsoon, hopefully. "Or some orrritch dooce."

Finally, they decided on offering both wine or tea and coffee and Heather would bake a healthy fruit loaf and make some tuna vol au vents.

Both were optimistic about the success of the Same Sex Parental Support Group. Already they had heard from two couples new to the Cairns area, who were very keen on meeting other same sex parents. In the brief discussion Berri had with them over the phone, they had also mentioned they were experiencing much the same problems that she and Heather were with young Monsoon.

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Joyce sat at her home computer, rigged up in a temporary home "office" in the old garage of her tiny duplex in Mundingburra, Townsville.

She had so much paperwork to do for the Mundingburra Branch of the ALP, letters to send off conveying branch motions to various Ministers, letters seeking answers to questions raised by branch members, and the Minutes of the last Branch Meeting to type and distribute.

She was so happy in her role as Branch Secretary! She had already visited some former branch members to find out why they had not been attending meetings and found much to her delight that some of them had started attending meetings again. "Now we have a Secretary on the ball again," one of them explained, giving Joyce a cheerful wink.

She had also asked a couple from the school P & C meetings, and a woman from the St Vinnie store where she worked, to come along to meetings, and much to her delight they all came and signed up memberships. She, Joyce Cush, had almost doubled the number attending meetings in only three months!

As she typed away, she wondered if she might take on some more positions within the local ALP in Townsville. She was curious about local government and would like to know more, she thought. Perhaps she would nominate to become a branch delegate to the Townsville MEC meetings. She decided she would express an interest at the next Branch meeting.


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6 comments:

  1. Here we go hey, the battle of the trophy brides? How about a great screaming scratching hair pulling bloody cat-fight at the Cairns Amateurs?

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  2. That's a darn good idea Anonymous. However keep on reading.

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  3. Liz, your dedicated reader6 June 2011 at 00:05

    There are same sex parental support groups in the capital cities I beieve.

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  4. So Brandi isn't quite the airy little bimbo, it's got real claws hey?

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  5. Ummm,no Anonymous above, Brandi isn't just a pretty face........

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  6. Oh let me guess Joyce ends up the Mayor of Townsville.

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