Room 2D

I’ve been having a little play with AI with a view to enhancing some old photo-sets.  It's also an excuse to re-post some of my favourite stories. Here is my first effort — a  repost of The Ragged Edge  and that  playsuit. I hope you enjoy it. Story from Whispers 1 featuring one of the finest (if not the finest) photo-sets to ever appear in a spanking magazine. A lovely way to launch a new magazine onto a saturated marketplace. Sadly Whispers didn't last beyond 7 editions. The photos illustrate the imagined follow-up to the action in the short story. Lucy had, at last, been ‘captured’. She thought of it as being ‘found out’ but he, Mr White, definitely saw it as part of a campaign, with a strategy, objectives and tactics. He had captured Lucy, one of his objectives’ — others of his objectives tended to be blonde, like Lucy, and pretty in varying degrees, with a tendency to plumpness around the bottom — and he had achieved his capture with ‘tactics’ (pretending he ...

A story  by John Undermeyer  from Janus 58  with an American connection to mark Indepence Day  Dawson Kendall, senior executive of Supremacy Studios (Hollywood) spoke tersely into his car telephone. ‘We shall be home in 20 minutes,’ he told his butler. ‘Please see that Amelia and Romy are prepared, and waiting for me in the Blue Room.’ Prepared was a euphemism. It meant undressed — stripped to the skin, showered, lightly dusted with powder, and with a touch of expensive perfume to the nape of the neck, the inside of each elbow, behind the knees and at the back of each ear. It was important to Dawson that girls smell nice. Clean, fresh, wholesome, even toothsome, he thought, and swallowed some saliva that had gathered in his mouth. If Dawson’s 28-year-old beautiful driver had overheard the telephone call she showed no sign of it. Dawson dressed her all in black, with calf-length boots, breeches and a wide, ti...