Stella

I sneaked pictures of this woman while I was waiting for Sam who was buying fruit and veg in Aldi. She was the perfect peroxide blonde, slurping on pasta as she took a break from her shopping. I thought she was fabulous. I took many photos of her. You know, as you do when you are passing time, and you have a sneaking suspicion you are one of the great photographers or, at least could be, if only you’d gone down that route, instead of the numbers path you actually did take. You’d wished you’d learned earlier that the artistic path was really for you.

Stella was a dancer in the chorus, with dreams of taking the spot light one day. That was what she was doing when she met her husband Daryl. He thought her dreams were just that, dreams, and she soon lost sight of them when she had three sons in a row, quickly, in part due to Daryl’s relentless need for sex on a daily basis. She didn’t mind in the beginning, in fact, she was an enthusiastic participant, she liked Daryl’s muscles and, er, what had down there.

The demands of full time work and three active boys soon weight her down to the drudgery of day to day life and she was the first to admit that, while she never felt she lost interest in Daryl, her lot was tiring, as her life was busy.

It made no never mind, as Daryl found that his secretary was willing to give him daily sex in exchange for a hefty pay rise and 5 weeks leave per year and eventually he left his marriage for his third secretary, who it could be claimed was, what would we call it, more ambitious than the first two girls.

Stella’s boys, Jack, Lachlan and Cooper, who all turned out to be gay – it’s my story, what of it? – Jack an AFL player who lives his life in fear of being outed, dates another AFL player who also lives in fear of being outed, Lachlan, a lawyer with his father’s libido, and Cooper, a very masculine dancer, and martial arts expert in his spare time, who dates a truck drive named Brad, are all grown up and have moved out of home.

Stella now lives in a Victorian single fronted and she shops for her and her Schnauzer.

The boy in the blue t-shirt on the left had a nice arse.