Looking at him again, even in the dim reflection of the lorry dashboard dials, she thought he looked handsome, dependable and really quite cute. If on...ly any of her old boyfriends were like this driver.“No, I am not a youngster, and certainly not as young as a teenager, anyway. I suppose we must be of a similar age, in appearance and circumstance, I suppose, we’re both visiting our parents for the festivities and both appear to be unaccompanied. Look, Miss Webster, I’m on my own here in this. “Why would a gala be a myth?”He can’t believe you have no idea. “It’s a... dude, it’s an orgy. It’s the fake name for the big orgy that all the famous people have every year. But it’s bullshit. When you grow up in LA, you hear about it when you’re a horny teenager. Then you grow up and realize it doesn’t make any fuckin sense. There’s no way hundreds of famous people could all get together somewhere and no know about it.” He notices that while he’s enjoying your ignorance, you’ve gotten even. ”[Mangoes are grown commercially in Western Australia from Kununurra in the north to Gingin (north of Perth) in the south.]They drove south on the Victoria Highway towards the Northern Territory and then forked off onto Lake Argyle Road. Among her stack of local literature, Tessa had a brochure from “Lake Argyle Adventure Tours” and read from it.“It says ‘Your Durack journey begins at the Argyle Homestead Museum. Originally built by Patsy Durack himself on Argyle Station. Feel the history as we. They were checking us out as much as we were eyeing them. They said they were having a party and said we should go. I said that we were old enough to be their mothers and they were okay with this. When we got there, there were about fifteen boys there along with someones mother and aunt and two sisters who were already drunk. We came in and started to mingle, all these young boys were ready to fuck something and Vicki and I thought that it might as well be us. we asked the boys to play some.