"I dont care how important it is." Celia yelled into the phone. "Its my birthday and you should be here." Aunt Celia was really pissed off with her husband Bill. It was her 45th birthday and he was still at work. "Its fucking six oclock on a Friday night and youre still at work. I bet youre screwing that secretary of yours arent you?" She took another swig from her cocktail and leant forward in her chair. Her breasts nearly spilt out of her sundress as she did so. "Tonight is going to be a big night whether youre here or not." She whispered loudly enough for everyone to hear down the line and then promptly hung up.
"He can be such a dickhead." Celia said.
Celia wasnt really my Aunty, she was just a friend of my Mum and Dad who Id known forever. Id been calling her Aunty Celia since time began. Celia was now on her fourth husband and theyd been married now for nearly two years. Bill was quite a nice, handsome man in his late forties who managed a stockbroking firm in Sydney. The...
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