1986!
From Roué 6 Janet lounged wearily against the corridor wall outside the headmaster’s study, chewing rather furtively on a piece of gum which she knew she’d better not get caught eating during lesson time. Her head was tilted to one side as she leaned with her back flat against the wall, her feet spread-eagled a couple of feet from the skirting while she counted and recounted the bricks in the opposite wall. Slouched with her bottom against the wall and her legs jutting out at an angle, her thighs were bare for at least two-thirds of their length, not counting the slits at the sides of her skirt which were slashed so far up the side-seam that it seemed highly improbable that she could avoid showing her knickers. Indeed as she moved slightly, shifting the weight of her leaning more onto one buttock than the other, the tiniest edge of white revealed itself at the apex of one of the slits. This immodest display of her underwear bother...