April 13th, 2016 Suburban Tours Excerpt 2

To celebrate the first world-wide publishing of 'Suburban Tours' due shortly DUE SHORTLY, we are posting every short 'insert' piece from that work.

#2:

Shaz, Sharon, knew she was meant to marry local and be around forever. She even wanted that sometimes. But not right now, beneath Jaidyn, as he shoved into her, trying to be rough. She was high above the earth, looking down, must have been in an airplane. She had saved enough now, she could go, any time now. There would always be another shit job when she came back. Right now, she could go up and look down on the scope of things, and see if it felt any different pushing and being pushed at by an Italian, or Peruvian, or a Pom.

She never whinged about Gippy boys, with their grim porno thrustings, or anyone really, she was not any better than anyone. She liked Jaidyn, he’d had it rough, his dad a bully, his mum scatterbrained … There were always reasons for the way people were. Usually just a lack of love. Sometimes it seemed so obvious what everyone’s problems were and what they had to do to fix themselves, but Sharon knew that’s not how it worked.
It wasn’t just about screwing. Maybe she would be bored, by a gentler lover, someone with the knowledge and patience. It had been good with that older guy from Inverloch. It was her fault, if she wasn’t satisfied. You didn’t get what you wanted in life. Come to grips with that and you could handle anything.

Shel said she’d had ‘mind-blowing sex’ with that farmer kid. That was something out of a mag, or from off the web. Shel wouldn’t use a word like that. Shel just wanted everyone to believe that mind-blowingness was out there. That was typical of Shel, she was so lovely. Shel was a dreamer, a sweetheart, but she’d never leave Victoria, let alone go to Iceland or Valencia.