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A Very Special Uniform

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From New Blushes Uniform Girls 2.05 A discreet brass plate on the white door in the quiet, affluent street in London’s outer West End:  Julian Kingford Associates . In the up-market ‘county’ magazine the advertisement had been somewhat more forthcoming.  Julian Kingford Associates: Young ladies’ training and tuition undertaken . On the phone Mr Kingford himself had been extremely encouraging. Elizabeth Simpkins smiled reassuringly at her daughter and firmly pressed the brass bell. In the outer office was a brunette young lady with a charming smile and very large breasts contained in a simple but expensive looking cream silk shirt. The breasts were undoubtedly larger than Susan’s, Mrs Simpkins thought, but Susan nonetheless had an excellent figure and moreover was quite as pretty as this assured young receptionist. All Susan needed was a little poise and self-confidence — training in other words — which hopefully Julian ...

Artwork — Janus Contents by Hardcastle 5

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Five more illustrations by Hardcastle from the Contents pages of Janus magazine. From Janus 63. The butler has been given instructions on how to deal with the daughter of the house following her latest indiscretion. From Janus 64. Oh, so you did enjoy it. From Janus 65. Is his hand really that big, or does it just feel that way? From Janus 66. At the Masquerade Ball. From Janus 67. The recurring dream…

Scraping Through

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A marvellous story with lovely Alan Bell illustrations, from Roué 4  Sunlight streams in through lace-curtained windows in a little flat above a tea-shop. The noise of traffic filters up from below, the telephone on an elegant corner table rings in a muted way. Miss Etheridge ignores it for the moment. The thick strap in her hand whacks once, twice more across the reddened and bouncing buttocks. The girl stifles her sobs, with her knuckles pressed against her mouth, and then weeps desperately as the strap cracks across her bare bottom one last, stinging time. ‘Get up girl, and stand there!’ Miss Etheridge indicates a place at the end of the piano. The girl gets to her feet and tugs at her drooping knickers as she hurries to obey. ‘And leave  them  where they are! I haven’t finished with you yet!’ The weeping girl drops her pants, and they fall forlornly to her ankles. ‘And stop that blubbering chi...