Photographing Three Girls in the Rain (Part 3) – Mad Chaos: March 1, 1999

Crushed in the Parade Crowd

Getting crushed by a crowd that was trying to push forward to get to the guard railings for a better view Ralf and I got caught in the middle of it. This soon passed however as I moved to the side and to the middle of the crowd that wasn’t trying to rush forward, Ralf was still stuck.

Apart from trying to look over the ten or so heads in front of me I looked around to find a couple of tempting girls looking my way and adoring me as much as I adored them. That’s the good thing about crowds, you can always get pleased so easily from an abundance or you could quite easily be a crowd pleaser.

There was one girl with natural blonde hair in a ponytail that I thought was Yugoslavian as I think her mum chatted to her in that language. She would briskly glance upon my way now and again and I would do the same and our eyes did meet enough for me to gather we both had a thing for each other. Nevertheless, she left with her mum probably to look for a better spot and that gave the crowd a chance to move a place forward.

Poked by a Stranger

This moving forward continued until I was about three people behind the front, I was quite happy but still not at the front. Flashing my camera once or twice at a couple of floats I noted that there were some Latin, Greek or Arabic guys behind me (I’m not one to pick out a nationality). They weren’t rowdy at all but when they started to poke my leg with their hands, rub up against me and imitate anal clothes sex I started to get frustrated.

Disregarding the first and second time they tried something I just thought them to be accidents or that they would stop soon but as the one guy didn’t I turned to face him with a stern face. His smile was wide open and then it quickly shut into a smirk and then to a sullen expression when I stared at him with animosity in my eyes. The poking stopped after that and I gather he was gay but I was not one to be his gay icon.

Two hours into the parade Ralf and I were enjoying our view, well I was anyway. When the last of the floats came from the right hand side of Elizabeth Street they closed off that section and everyone jumped at the opportunity to be the front runners for the fencing. Ralf wanted to be one of them and even though I was perfectly happy where I was he had the both of us move.

Now in a worse off position we were plagued by poorer vision and a truck from the float that parked in front of our view so we couldn’t see too much of the parade passing by. On this float was a girl dancing around on a pole and you could almost see up her skirt by how high she was but this seemed to be the only excitement obtained from this vantage point. However, there were more girls behind and in front of us now and for most of the time I had my eyes feasted on the crowd pleasures.

Following the Floats Up Oxford Street

The Parade was bland at best from our vantage point but it did have its moments. When the truck finally moved and the left hand side floats had finished they closed off that area too and it was all going up one street now towards Oxford Street. Ralf and I made our walk up that street noticing people standing on three milk crates which looked pretty dangerous if they fell over.

There were heaps of Asian tourists when Ralf and I decided to make our way up the street to follow the parade. In our attempt to keep walking we came across a fight between two guys, one of which pushed his way in fright past us because he was scared of the other guy beating him up. The other guy looked like he was on the ground and when he did get up he shouted out “Where is he, I’ll kill you all”.

That didn’t phase Ralf or I as we kept walking and finally we made it to the lights where Oxford Street begins. The parade’s end was nearing and as it did the gates were pushed aside so that everyone could walk behind the last float, Ralf and I included.

Seeing a girl that was wearing nothing but a sheer and see through dress with only vague flower designs to hide her breasts and pussy Ralf noted that she came from Campbelltown. Not sure whether to believe him or not I wondered if she was cold because it had been raining a little bit beforehand but she seemed to be fairing well, her nipples weren’t hard.

Her boyfriend or some guy friend was walking with her and being a year or two younger than me she walked as if being naked and viewable behind sheer material didn’t bother her.

Resting in Hyde Park

Finally reaching Oxford Street Ralf didn’t want to walk any more and in the time he was bitching for us to head off I took a picture of the girl with the sheer dress on. Making our way through Hyde Park where Lyssa’s work is just out the front (But coming in from the far back and to the right) the both us sat down on the stair part for a breather.

Seeing plenty of girls walk past, tits flurrying, bouncing and girls in all types of provocative clothes, I considered myself close to heaven’s door. Ralf asked for my camera telling me that he would walk up to someone and ask for a photo with them but he never built up the courage and as usual, he used the excuse that they weren’t good enough to have a photo taken.

Getting up from our little breather we began walking down the walkways and through the grass parts passing plenty of sexy girls and finally making our way to that big memorial. Eyeing where Jewell and I once sat in our days of glory but within the lost years I thought nothing of it but as distant a memory as I was from the tree. As we passed people on our way here Ralf kept saying that he would stop some people to get a photo but he never did, no guts and of course, no glory.

Taking a seat where that big lake part is near the memorial we found plenty of other people finding their way to these steps, with beer and with their lively spirits. Unfortunately no one approached us and we didn’t approach anyone either but I was in my timid mood.

Running Into Pepsi at a Bar

Seated here for a couple of minutes Ralf noted that he wanted to head to a bar so he could get himself some beer to drink so we headed back towards the way we came and finding a street down that way we entered a small bar on the corner of the next street across from the park. The atmosphere in the pub was very pub orientated and as Ralf bought himself a beer we scoped out the area. “Don’t move around too much” Ralf remarked “I want to drink my beer”.

Seeing a girl that appealed to me I sought to sit down near her and as I walked up to this Asian guy already sitting down with two seats available near him I asked if the seats were taken. Looking closer at someone who I thought looked familiar I found it to be Pepsi from the Gym and as I shook his hand I think he found it hard to believe that I was the same guy from the Gym when I looked completely different. The seats were taken by his two friends and so I just chatted to him about his plans for the night, introduced him to Ralf and then we let him get back to his friends who came to sit down.

Six Cheeseburgers for Ralf

When Ralf finished his beer we made our way back outside but now as we walked back towards Hyde Park I wanted to get something to eat. Only having loose change I decided to head to Macdonald’s where I can buy an ice-cream cone as it was the only thing I could afford. Once inside I found it to be quite packed as you would imagine but it didn’t take me long to get some service.

Ralf was actually in front of me so giving him my money I had him order for the both of us. Get this, Ralf bought six Cheese Burgers (One which he gave to me), a sundae, hot chips and a drink for himself. When this boy gets hungry, he really gets hungry. But, Samoan meat is tender meat and it needs plenty of nutrition to harden it, or fatten it.

Angel Wings and Sudden Rain

Having our food we made our way to Hyde park once more but this time we sat on some benches close to the large middle walkway but this little path led to the bottom right hand corner of the park. Starting to sprinkle as we sat down it didn’t bother us and soon it subsided anyway.

While eating these two girls walked past us in their grungy sort of outfits, one of them had angel wings. The one that dressed more like a guy and reminded me of Magnus said hello to us with small conversation, we replied.

Down the path they walked a couple of steps and then one of the girls took the other more delicate girl in her hands and started chatting with her. Soon it unfolded to light caressing kisses as she was obviously upset, they were Lesbians. If it wasn’t for the girl who looked like a guy it would have been appealing but I didn’t care, there was a guy who looked like he was getting a head job in the distance, I was happy.

Finishing up his food it started once again to sprinkle and by the time we got onto our feet the rain started to sprinkle some more and then pour down. Jogging as it started to sprinkle I was running around pretending to be a deranged gay guy with a high voice who was allergic to water. Whining in my gay tone I ran around with my sissy legs in the air.

Three Girls at the Payphone

Finally crossing Elizabeth Road and making it under cover Ralf and I noticed three hot girls using the public phone near us so we decided to pat ourselves down near them. Stopping on the wall and drying ourselves I took a look at the three girls and noticed that two of them were very hot lookers. One of them had white pants where you could clearly see her G-String underneath and she reminded me of Bielka (Lyssa’s friend), around her height too. The other had a resemblance to Rita (Also Lyssa’s friend) but this girl had blonde hair and a much better figure.

These girls I was fascinated by as they were obviously using the phone to meet up with a friend. Trying to build up my confidence I was going to ask the three of them if they would mind me taking a picture of them and considering no one was too close to hearing distance it was a green light.

However, despite them being around for a couple of minutes I never did build up my courage. In that time Ralf used his mobile phone to call Ace to see where he was and I had seen this as a big break for me, no pressure. Again, I did not see my clear break and as they hung up the phone and prepared to leave it was my last chance.

Braving the rain that was outside of the roof that kept it away from us they were just about to run through it to the next shaded part of the road and they did because I didn’t stop them. Luck was not with me on this occasion but as fate wielded her hand they got to the other side and then turned around to come back my way. This was definitely my last and only chance now and without faltering I walked up to the one that appealed to me most at the time, the one that looked like Rita.

Asking for the Photo

Crossing into a whole new depiction of my night now, things started to look up when the words “Excuse me” came out of my mouth. Having thought of what to say for minutes before they left I came out with a calm but confused “Hi, I don’t want to appear weird or anything but, can I take a picture of the three of you together”.

Trying to sound as calm and smooth as possible they giggled to my request with each other, I had seen that as promising. The three of them looked at each other and with another word from me they agreed to my request. Noting that I would also be in the photo I really made a date of the whole event.

“What are your names then” I asked them as they told me one by one but because of my stupid selective memory I forgot minutes later. I remember that they were all starting with vowels and I know that two of them were Ines and Verity, the other was Aurelia. The lesser one that wasn’t as attractive kept out of the photo and I gathered she was either a pessimist or she had a boyfriend.

Either way it didn’t really matter as I asked the girls to put their hands around my waist in a friendly hugging gesture, I done the same. Still with smiles and smirks on their giggling faces they done so and as I flicked my hair to prepare for the photo I knew that would get a giggle. They were probably thinking “Look at this guy” but I didn’t care and I don’t really think they were being harsh in their minds about me.

Anyway, Ralf took the picture of us three and looking at the girl that looked like Rita and was called Aurelia I noticed a great smile on her face. Proud I was to have Aurelia and Ines as beautiful as they were on either side of me, smiling their hearts off and grinning afterwards. When the photo was taken I didn’t get to say much thereafter but I did thank them before they had to rush off to meet with their friend. Glad I was that this photo will now hang in my photo album, I just hope Ralf took a good photo, I have my doubts.