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"Right," said Kathie Ferrars, "Who's got the vodka?"

"Not me," replied Matron, swigging lustily at bottle of Tia Maria.

"Nancy?"

"Sorry, I've got the gin,"

"Well, where is it?" demanded Kathy, peering under the bed.

"I bet Joan Bertram pinched it," said Nancy darkly.

"Oy!" replied a voice from the bathroom.

"Oops," grinned Nancy, "Would you like some gin instead?"

Kathy reached out and took it, "Thanks." She took a swig, "Where has Sharlie got to?"

"She's on her way, she just had to give Biddy a call to make sure she knew where to meet us this time," answered Matron.

The door suddenly flew open and in bounced Sharlie, "Are we ready?" she yelled.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" hissed everyone.

"What?" demanded Sharlie belligerently.

"They will hear you in Freudesheim," said Matron, "And we don't want her coming out with us again."

"Bloody hell, no," said Sharlie. She sat down on the bed and handed Kathie her vodka.

"Where did you find this?" asked Kathie accepting it gratefully and taking a swig.

"I found the Middles about to start drinking it, apparently they pinched it off Len Maynard, who had taken it from your desk. Anyway, are we ready?"

"Hell, yes!" said Matron, adjusting her wonder bra.

"Lets go then!"

The women crept down the back stairs, and slipped out into the garden.

"Is it clear?" asked Nancy pointing towards Freudesheim.

"I think so," said Kathie. But she spoke too soon.

"Cooee!!!" trilled a melodious voice.

 

"Sh*t," muttered Joan Bertram, she reached into her massive handbag, removed a miniature Baileys, opened it, and drank the contents in one swig.

"Run, now," said Matron.

They ran.

"Wait for me!" cried Joey.

"She's catching up," gasped Kathie.

"I can't run anymore," spluttered Nancy.

"It's no good," said Sharlie, "We are going to have to let her come with us again."

"Sh*t," muttered Joan Bertram, she reached into her massive handbag, removed a miniature Baileys, opened it, and drank the contents in one swig.

Joey erupted into their midst wearing lime green stockings, a lime green mini skirt and a lime green crop top. "Jack was able to babysit after all," she said happily.

"Sh*t," muttered Joan Bertram, she reached into her massive handbag, removed a miniature Baileys, opened it, and drank the contents in one swig.

"Come on then," sighed Matron.

"Where are we going tonight?" trilled Joey.

"Not to the Hot Klub Ärzte," said Kathie crossly, "You got us banned from there last time."

"Sh*t," muttered Joan Bertram, she reached into her massive handbag, removed a miniature Baileys, opened it, and drank the contents in one swig.

 

 

"How about that new club Len was telling me about?" suggested Joey.

"Which new club?" asked Matron.

"The Rosa Kasse Katze Klub," replied Joey.

"I’m not sure that is the club for us," said Kathie.

"Has Len been there?" asked Nancy curiously.

"No," answered Joey, "But she says that Reg loves it there."

"I see," said Nancy. She raised her eyebrows at the rest of the group, "Shall we give it a try?"

"Why not?" replied Sharlie, "After all, if Reg loves it..." the rest of her sentence finished in a tipsy giggle.

"But..." said Matron.

"But me no buts!" cried Nancy.

"But..." said Matron again.

"Matron," said Nancy meaningfully.

"But... Oh..." The penny dropped for Matron. "What an excellent idea. the Rosa Kasse Katze Klub it is!"

"Sh*t," muttered Joan Bertram, she reached into her massive handbag, removed a miniature Baileys, opened it, and drank the contents in one swig.




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