Room 2D

Photo-story from Janus 87 featuring Luna Winter Part I Summer in Suburbia. A young woman in trouble. big trouble. Aloof and leggy, dignified, smart; chilled despite the day’s warmth. What is he going to do to her? Perhaps, even now, she could talk her way out. He asked her, told her, to dress ‘revealingly’ when she came to see him today — a jibe at her feminist principles? ‘Espionage,’ he said it was. Clearly he is not as inept as she thought him. My God, a worm like that! Boss or no boss, at every turn she has let him know exactly what she thought of him. Now this! Raven hair bobbing, red lips set, she reaches his house door. It stands ajar. She hesitates, remembering with chagrin what has brought her to this point. ‘Miss Amaro!’ he rapped one morning last week. No ‘excuse me, Loretta’. Had the worm turned? ‘The copy you made of that classified investment document when you thought, incorrectly, that I was out of the o...

A photo-story from Fessée 6 featuring Tara Bardot Jackson (Cleo) and Luna Winter (Marcie) Everybody thinks they know about lesbians. Go into any pub to hear tales of the great show someone has witnessed by a couple of rampant exhibitionists: of how one girl was only ever interested in women until she met Fred/Harry/Bert and now they can’t get enough of the real thing. Most women will admit to having had a ‘pash’ for the gym mistress and anybody can tell you how to recognise one. Roll out the stereotypes! The butch and fem couple; the middle-aged Teutonic dyke and her adoring young bimbo; the shaven-headed dungaree-clad feminists and the arty-crafty bohemians. Marcie and Cleo had heard it all and laughed. They made no secret of their relationship,   but never flaunted its intimate details. Indeed. in public they sometimes deliberately acted out some of the expected roles for their personal entertainment. Because of her bigger...