‘You will be stripped and searched and then washed before anything else tonight Bennett’.

Franky was finding it somewhat hard not to just jump on Vera and carry on from the taxi but this was too good an opportunity to turn down. Imagine if the other women at Wentworth could see them both now. Come to think of it, imagine those at Barnhust  copping a load of this. Vera would lose her job for sure.  She must really want it, and Franky had never been one to disappoint a lady.

Franky pushed Vera face first against the wall in the living room and spread her arms and legs apart for a search. She started running her hands all over her body. Not satisfied with just patting her arms, torso and legs down as in a normal search, Franky squeezed hard at Vera’s small breasts and used her own knee to force her legs open wider. With one hand still working at Vera’s tit, the other moved to grab her arse, and kneaded it, grinding her pelvis against her in order to awaken her own sex.

Turning her around to face her, Franky grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled it back  holding her jaw up with in the other had. With her head forced back Franky came close enough to smell the whisky on Vera’s breath. Franky hovered near her mouth.  Vera’s pupils dilated as she waited for whatever was coming. She was scared but hadn’t she asked for this?

Franky let go and pushed Vera against the wall.

‘Get in the shower’ she called ‘you’re filthy’

Vera’s hair was falling out of its signature tight bun. Like her it was unravelling. But her confidence and composure increased as she stood there. Then an idea came to her and the slightest upturned smile appeared on her face.

‘Make me, you want me undressed, you do it’

‘Oh, you wanna play games do ya darlin?’

Franky moved forward and this time they were eye to eye. Neither of them blinking or surrendering. Franky was the first to break the gaze. She looked down at Vera’s blouse and delicately started unfastening the small pearly buttons. She took her time; Vera still watched her. When their eyes met again, Vera’s eyes flashed, she raised an eyebrow in a gesture that Franky understood as ‘Is that all you’ve got?’ This taunting changed something in Franky who pulled the blouse open violently, sending the tiny pearls scattering to the floor.