Chapter Three Continued
The cool water danced upon Autumn's skin, tickling her senses as she finished washing away yesterday's grime. Blaze was too taken with her own skin's cleanliness to notice Autumn furnishing a devilish grin. Before she could react, Blaze found herself floating haphazardly in the fountain, her clothes soaked.
"You bitch!" she cried, spitting water out of her mouth.
"Serves ya right for last week!" Autumn grinned and finished washing up without helping Blaze to her feet.
Angry at herself more than at Autumn, Blaze had forgotten last Wednesday's successful mission. Autumn had merely been waiting for the perfect opportunity to pay her back for the unwanted swimming invitation last week.
As Blaze wrinkled her nose and hurried to climb out of the less-than-sparkling water, Autumn took a gander at the sky, the early morning sun giving life to her cheeks. "No rain today."
"Good!" Blaze mumbled as she raised her soaked sleeves and gave Autumn a warning glance. "Last thing I need is somethin' else ta drench me today!"
Laughing, Autumn sat next to the fountain and kicked her legs as she gazed up at the sky again. "So what shall we do for food today? Pickpocketin' is fun and all, but it is rather drab after a couple weeks in a row…"
"I know. Why don't ya go over ta Medda's and ask her if ya get ta whore yaself today? Dat'd be easy money," Blaze snickered, sitting out of reach of Autumn's arm.
Heaving a large sigh, Autumn resisted the urge to drown her smiling friend in the fountain. "No, no. By all means, Blaze, you should go ta Medda's. Yer da one wid da stunning good looks… and big breasts," she retorted.
Blaze gestured to her breasts. "Oh I must protest! Dese small apples ain't nothin' compare ta yer large melons!"
Autumn laughed, and once Blaze realized she wasn't going to strangle Blaze senseless, she laughed as well – albeit nervously. Autumn had been known to have those pesky 'rage blackouts', where she left a trail of destruction, no matter if you were friend or foe.
"What say we just find some unspectin' fool and grab us some money ta eat?" Autumn suggested. "Sure it ain't a fancy way ta get a couple bits, but it's too late ta grab some mornin' papes and I coitenly ain't gonna go work in no factory. I ain't no slave."
"Alright fine. But I get ta grab da money dis time!" Blaze insisted. I'm sick of puckerin' up ta stinky businessmen while you get da easy part!"
Standing, Autumn nodded in agreement. "Yer on, but I'm pickin' da lucky fella. You always pick da plump, liquored-up bastards."
Blaze shrugged. "Dey's da easiest ta steal from. What betta den one dat's already impaired by alcohol?"
"One dat don't smell like a barn, dat's what," Autumn answered.
The two made for Park Row, an area filled with upstanding businessmen with deep pockets. It would be business as usual for the pair of girls. After all, those men had more than enough money to spare, and Blaze and Autumn were willing to help them part with a fraction of their earnings.
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To be continued...
The cool water danced upon Autumn's skin, tickling her senses as she finished washing away yesterday's grime. Blaze was too taken with her own skin's cleanliness to notice Autumn furnishing a devilish grin. Before she could react, Blaze found herself floating haphazardly in the fountain, her clothes soaked.
"You bitch!" she cried, spitting water out of her mouth.
"Serves ya right for last week!" Autumn grinned and finished washing up without helping Blaze to her feet.
Angry at herself more than at Autumn, Blaze had forgotten last Wednesday's successful mission. Autumn had merely been waiting for the perfect opportunity to pay her back for the unwanted swimming invitation last week.
As Blaze wrinkled her nose and hurried to climb out of the less-than-sparkling water, Autumn took a gander at the sky, the early morning sun giving life to her cheeks. "No rain today."
"Good!" Blaze mumbled as she raised her soaked sleeves and gave Autumn a warning glance. "Last thing I need is somethin' else ta drench me today!"
Laughing, Autumn sat next to the fountain and kicked her legs as she gazed up at the sky again. "So what shall we do for food today? Pickpocketin' is fun and all, but it is rather drab after a couple weeks in a row…"
"I know. Why don't ya go over ta Medda's and ask her if ya get ta whore yaself today? Dat'd be easy money," Blaze snickered, sitting out of reach of Autumn's arm.
Heaving a large sigh, Autumn resisted the urge to drown her smiling friend in the fountain. "No, no. By all means, Blaze, you should go ta Medda's. Yer da one wid da stunning good looks… and big breasts," she retorted.
Blaze gestured to her breasts. "Oh I must protest! Dese small apples ain't nothin' compare ta yer large melons!"
Autumn laughed, and once Blaze realized she wasn't going to strangle Blaze senseless, she laughed as well – albeit nervously. Autumn had been known to have those pesky 'rage blackouts', where she left a trail of destruction, no matter if you were friend or foe.
"What say we just find some unspectin' fool and grab us some money ta eat?" Autumn suggested. "Sure it ain't a fancy way ta get a couple bits, but it's too late ta grab some mornin' papes and I coitenly ain't gonna go work in no factory. I ain't no slave."
"Alright fine. But I get ta grab da money dis time!" Blaze insisted. I'm sick of puckerin' up ta stinky businessmen while you get da easy part!"
Standing, Autumn nodded in agreement. "Yer on, but I'm pickin' da lucky fella. You always pick da plump, liquored-up bastards."
Blaze shrugged. "Dey's da easiest ta steal from. What betta den one dat's already impaired by alcohol?"
"One dat don't smell like a barn, dat's what," Autumn answered.
The two made for Park Row, an area filled with upstanding businessmen with deep pockets. It would be business as usual for the pair of girls. After all, those men had more than enough money to spare, and Blaze and Autumn were willing to help them part with a fraction of their earnings.
To be continued...
