An Afternoon Visitor
From Blushes 38 Jane entered and carefully closed the door behind her. Big brown eyes looked anxiously, a bit like a frightened mouse. A very pretty and shapely young mouse though. Mrs Weinling was sitting in her favourite armchair glancing through a glossy magazine held in elegant be-ringed fingers. She looked up. ‘Oh that’s very nice, Jane. Very nice indeed. Quite a young lady of fashion. Turn round. Let me see properly.’ Jane turned a pirouette, black high heels sinking softly into the deep pile of Mrs Weinling’s drawing room carpet. The bouffant pale grey skirt swung out showing her slim legs to above the knee. There was a matching jacket to the skirt, buttonless and open at the front. Under it was a black sleeveless top. Mrs Weinling’s beautifully modulated upper-middle-class voice again. ‘Yes. Very charming. Come here.’ Jane stepped obediently forward. ‘No stockings, Jane? Come closer.’ The dark-haire...