Join the Dots…
From Blushes 36 She shivered. It wasn’t cold but it didn’t have to be when you were standing there without your dress, or your slip. Her body bare, apart from her shoes. Her shiny, black 3-inch-heeled courts. She took a tentative step to the banister. The large square hall below, empty now for it was Saturday afternoon. No one would be here on Saturday afternoon. No one except… she glanced round. The emptiness was eerie. She had only seen it before during the week when it was full of noisy, jostling students. But now… Another shiver. The soft, bare undersides of her thighs trembling. The woman’s angry, frightening eyes. She could see them. ‘Do you want to be expelled, Miss? Kicked out this very afternoon? I can, you know.’ She had thought she was going to. She had been in tears. Pleading. She wasn’t listening, or didn’t seem to be. But finally Mrs Grayfield said it. ‘If I don’t kick you out, Miss, yo...