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In the taxi on the way back to their respectable ladies only boarding house neither woman said anything.

They were reveling in their multi-orgasmic evening and morning. They also could not admit, even to their best friend what had transpired.

"I'm going to take a hot bath," Matty said.

"I'll take one after you." The bathroom with tub was down the hall. It was shared with five other rooms. "I hope you don't use all the hot water."

"I'll try not to," Matty said.

Both women luxuriated in the warmth of the bath. A luxury they enjoyed once a week a home.

A bath, a nap and dinner in the communal dining room of the boarding house promptly at five o'clock brought them back to reality.

Only when they were walking back to their rooms after dinner, did they burst out simultaneously, "I want to go back to that Speak-Easy."

"Me too."

Quickly they dressed in their best clothing.

Bessie told the cabbie the address which she now knew by heart. "Ladies, ladies, that's no place for women like you."

They insisted.

At the door of the Speak-Easy, Bessie gave the password and they were allowed in. After they were seated, a waiter came to their table. "We only have Bourbon tonight." He was a different waiter than the one who served them last night.

"Do you have anything extra special?" Bessie smiled and handed him a dollar.

"Let me check." He came back with their drinks. "I'm sure we have what you're looking for. Someone will be right with you."

It was fifteen minutes later; the longest fifteen minutes of their lives; then two of the biggest black men they'd ever seen joined them. "I'm Stanley."

"And I'm Jefferson. We understand you're looking for male companionship."

"Ummm, I-I, we were looking for Jerome and Freddie."

"I don't know anyone by those names, but we promise we'll take good care of you," Stanley smiled.

"Our companionship costs two dollars," Jefferson explained.

They looked around, there was no one they recognized. "I suppose it'll be okay," Matilda opened her purse.

The truth was that on the cab ride over, they were both quiet, but their knickers were already wet in anticipation. Matilda, in anticipation of Freddie's tongue. Bessie, although she'd never admit it, in anticipation of Jerome's big black cock in her mouth.

The men led them upstairs; this time to the third floor. Jefferson opened the door for Matty. Stanley showed Bessie to his room across the hall.

Jefferson took Matty in his arms; she was engulfed. "Now, what does a lovely white woman like you want with someone like me?" He kissed her on the mouth.

"Ummmmm, I was hoping to have a man please me with his most marvelous tongue."

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