Room 2D

From Uniform Girls 7 The army staff car pulled to a halt outside the barracks, and the driver jumped out with a cloth to polish the windscreen and dust over the body work. Rosalyn Minter had been with the army now for just under a year and was finding the companionship of her unit, and the responsibility of her job, more satisfying than anything she had tackled previously. Not that three years as a waitress on the ferries plying between Harwich and the Hook of Holland hadn’t had their fun moments: she’d had some bloody good times. But there was a certain pride in wearing a uniform of Her Majesty’s armed forces which was infinitely preferable to the long periods of boredom on the ferries. The car, as always, was pristine — almost, it seemed, straight out of a showroom — and Rosalyn always made sure that her officers never had cause for complaint when they travelled with her. Indeed, some officers now asked for her by name as sh...

A vintage classic A featured ad from Roué 21 announcing its release: It’s a bit like Russian Roulette at St Angela’s. I mean, you just never know when it’s going to be your turn — the only thing you  do  know is that it is going to be your turn again pretty soon, ‘cos a girl can get herself into trouble even by blowing her nose in a funny way around here! Dumb insolence is always a ‘last resort’ excuse if a teacher really wants to get your pants down. They almost always  do  take your knickers down, of course, and apparently that’s perfectly alright because we’re all over 16 here, which they say makes it OK, though I can’t quite follow the logic myself. A girl can catch it from any member of staff (even the caretaker, though no-one’s too sure whether he’s  really  s’posed to spank us), but the very worst thing is being on Headmaster’s four o’clock report. You have to hang about down in the Old Hall...

A wordless photo-story from Janus 22.