own eyes start to mist.
“As the hell I will.”
“I am going to make sure you stay as far away from this plot as possible.” “Your involvement goes as far as this conversation in my bath. I’ll take care of
the rest little lady,” the kind hearted socialite smiles.
As time flutters on into a light late twilight, the two woman are silent for a few moments once again. Sally washes Kelly’s back, asking something else that is on her mind. “When you spoke about my -- you know lady parts.”
“What do you mean?
Kelly rise in the water with a laugh that is as light as her soft heart, scoffing playfully at her gossip mate. “You mean your pussy .... ?”
“Hun, this little act-wait ... ok-I know its not an act - per’se.”
“Look, your going to have to get them ears full of the dirt of this world.
“You got men right outside my front door right now. If given the chance, would not think twice about ravaging the both of us.”
The harsh sentence makes Sally smirk slightly.
“Faster than a rabbit fuck-these bastards would take what they wanted. Then slit our throats,” Kelly explains, her voice harsh and deep.
“So you are going to get your ears ready to hear what the world has to say. All
the world has to say.”
“Just make sure that what you hear does not trickle down to that golden soul of yours,” Kelly smiles.
“Learn what you can, even the nasty bits that bother you. There is a lesson to be treasured. Even in the thickest, dirtiest of mud, a lotus blooms.”
With her wise words, the same that was told to her by her father, the socialite playfully splashes her maid once again. Suddenly both woman hear Benjamin’s voice. “Besides that missy, mess’in around with that creole stallion.”
“You betta’ get hip. “
“You aint no damn virgin you know,” Kelly chuckles.
Sally smiles as she hears Benjamin downstairs as well. Blushing as quick thoughts of sensual love shoot across her mind. Each mental picture like a hungry sparrow headed for a wheat field. Fast and potent. “That word-its just a nasty word. Thats all,” she smiles, washing Kelly’s arms.
The blonde flapper shrugs as she sinks down into the tub, letting the milky water cover her pink nipples. “I agree. Guess I been hanging around Slick too much.”
“Look hun-I’m a worldly woman. I make no excuses for myself. I’m pretty and I use what God gave me to get what I want.”
“In this old world, a wet pussy will always be fed. And well I might add.” Kelly says bluntly.
Sally wincing at that word. The vulgar term making her cringe as if said by the devil himself .
Kelly smiles at her friends reaction. “You, on the other hand, have a good mama and daddy.”
“Etta and Samael are two of the best people I know. You got school to look forward too.”
“You keep them pretty chocolate legs closed. You don’t have to do what I do gal,” the socialite smiles gently.
Sally laughs, splashing her mistress playfully. “A colored girl can’t do what you
do anyways Kelly Ann. And get away with it.” she laughs.
Kelly laughs, splashing her friend right back.
“Tell that to the sexy colored gals in Harlem hun. Each more prettier than the next, and they all got sugar daddies. White and black.”
Sally continues to wash Kelly’s long creamy white arms, gently laying her own sleeved arm next to her friends. The comparison is beautiful.
The flapper enjoys the comparison as well.
“Chocolate comes in so many different colors. From white to dark,” she laughs out loud as Sally chuckles hard.
The young maid looks across her mistress’s fine white skin, then to her own soft brown elegance. Silently comparing her breast to Kelly’s, sally admires what nature has blessed her with.
There have been times Sally has looked at herself in the mirror, especially when dressing up in her maids uniform. Gandering at her young supple body and all of its curves.
She knows Benjamin loves her deeply, always saying how she is the best woman he has ever met.
At the thought, the maid chuckles to herself. The lovable killer always says this after he has had his fill of her young flesh. Laying on the bed like some beautiful golden king, his eyes soft and satisfied.
“Men’a say anything aft’a cum’in,” Sally says to herself.
Kelly looks up quickly with a grin.
“And make promises.”
“I make mine keep his.”
“Hold that wonderful fine white ass to the fire if he don’t,” she smirks, washing her breast.
As the two women think, both from different worlds, now together in each others lives, they are grateful. Life is funny that way.
Gently their laughter dies down, each looking to the other, wondering.
“You do realize that there are four women we have to take care of?,” Kelly says out of the blue.
“And I got four schemes to send each right back to hell where they came from,” Sally says with confidence.
Kelly leans on the edge of the tub, intrigued even more. She plays with the hem of her friend’s maid uniform. “Do tell Sally Mae -- do tell.”
Downstairs, already three glasses of wine between them. Slick and Benjamin, also known as ‘Skeeter’, are silent as they look to each other. Both brothers know what has to happen.
As Slick has a long sip, he considers what the woman are speaking about upstairs. He hears their giggling, then long silences. “Yo’ kno’ wha’ tha’ woman is plann’in right?,” he says.
“Yep - kill’in tha’ McClaren women. One at’a time ya hur’ naw.”
“Sally told hur’ sista’ and hur’ sista’ told me. Try’in ta’ have me convince hur’ not ta’ do it,” Benjamin says solemnly.
The creole loves Sally, though he took advantage of the young woman last summer. He has always had a soft spot for the studious young woman. An ambitious beauty whom wants to become the first colored woman doctor in the South. Benjamin really does care her.
If marriage was in his blood, the young down-to-earth beauty would be Benjamin’s choice over all.
“Shhh -- iiitttt. Kelly gon’ take care of’at.”
“Yo’ think she gon’ let tha’ sweet lil pickaninny get any blood on hur’ precious hands.”
“Kelly wu’d cut off her own hands befo’ that happens,” Slick comments, sipping.
Benjamin eyes the ceiling. Kelly’s bathroom is right above.
Both men smile silently, knowing the woman are probably plotting right as they speak. “Yo’ right. We g’on keep an eye out.”