A gorgeous dark-haired lady with huge breasts has been driving on the highway for nearly five hours. Following the Lesbian Couples Matching Party in downtown Montreal, Lisa returned to her family, never revealing to her husband what truly went on that magnificent and unforgettable weekend.
A few weeks later, she decided to take a holiday for herself. However, before she goes to her dear aunt's house for the next couple of weeks, and scheduling an impromptu secret rendezvous with her best friend Diane, she would be spending an entire weekend with Chantal, her lesbian match from that same private party.
She safely arrived at the hotel in the town next to the ocean. After checking in, she walked in the elevator, heading to the top floor. As she entered the bedroom, she was very pleased as the Concierge did everything she asked for when she made the reservations: a bottle of champagne in a bucket filled with ice and plenty of red rose petals scattered on the king size bed. She heard everything about what her date is going through right now. Lisa would make sure she felt great by taking care of everything.
Watching her lesbian lover Anne R.'s health deteriorating was hurting Chantal deeply. For some mysterious reason, Anne sensed that she did not have much time to live. Not only she gave her blessing to Chantal to attend the lesbian party in Montreal, but she also told her to look for another lover elsewhere. Anne wanted her long-time lover to be happy and whoever she would choose was fine with her. She did not have any more energy and strength to make love to Chantal.
Sitting on the couch, Chantal turned the pages of the old high school yearbook. Back in those days, Anne and Chantal were compared to the female version of Thomson and Thompson (or in French: Dupond and Dupont), a duo of clumsy and incompetent detectives, fictional characters of the cartoon series "The Adventures of Tintin." Not only they looked like identical twins, each wearing glasses and wearing the same clothes, but they were inseparable. Regardless of the unusual comparison, Anne and Chantal were way more stunningly gorgeous than the fictional duo who wore bowler hats and carrying walking sticks.
Chantal's smartphone vibrated on the coffee table. It was Lisa, parked outside the apartment building patiently waiting for her. After a quick reply, Chantal walked into her bedroom, sat on the bed beside Anne, holding her hand, and kissing her passionately on her dry lips. Anne smiled. She wanted her lover to be happy and to have a wonderful time.
After getting into the car, exchanging big hugs and tender kisses, both ladies were on their way to Lisa's hotel. From the parking lot, they walked holding hands, complimenting each other about the outfits they wore: Lisa was wearing a tight white blouse exposing her huge bra-bursting boobs, a tight red skirt, with shiny beige high heels, while Chantal sported a black and blue blouse, a tight black skirt, and wearing shiny dark blue high heels.
They entered a bar called "The Flag Ship", which got a reputation of acquiring an unusual nickname. According to several truck drivers from out of town, they nicknamed the bar "The Fag Ship" simply because they encountered a few gay men trying to pick them up. The bar owner did not care about what his clientele's sexual orientation was. If they came there to have a good time, not causing any trouble, and more importantly filling the business's coffers, everything was just fine.
As they walked near the dance floor, they barely recognized a sharp-dressed man accompanied by an elegant mature lady named Olga walking towards them. It was their friend from high school, now better known as Double H.
Lisa and Chantal could not believe how amazing their friend looked. Without his nerdy glasses, Double H has been taking good care of himself becoming a better person. He offered the lesbian matches to accompany him and his Russian mature lady to their VIP lounge and suite.
