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Liquor Raid
Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: pantywriter, Rating: , Source: LushStories
“Really? Its in here?” Stella asked in a breathless yet amused tone. “It's right across the street from the police station!” she objected. “Shh!” Wilma hushed her. “Don't announce it Stel!” They pushed through the doors of the bank that was, in fact, across the street from the police station. Confident, Wilma walked through the marble-floor halls, her shoes clicking loudly with each step. But she was similarly dressed to the dozens of other young women who also worked in the building. The hosiery on their legs, the skirt below their knees, the hats perched atop their heads. Only, today was Friday and Wilma and Stella were not heading to any office to secretary for the head honcho. The ladies were still dressed differently. Their clothing was a little looser, not quite buttoned up. An older woman, her grayish hair perfectly coiffed, saw them and sniffed, clearly dismayed by their liberal clothing. The skirts flowed around their legs, and their shoes hinted at showing their toes. The januty angle of the caps screamed flapper. Wilma neared a small, deserted corridor, and paused long enough to look up and down the intersecting hallway. Seeing no one, she darted into the narrow, dimly lit one that looked dirty and unused. Stella followed nervously. Only after both women were standing in front of the heavy steel door painted red and inset back into the wall did Wilma knock. A loud, solid clang noise startled them both even though they were expecting it. Two eyes peered out ...