Room 2D

From Uniform Girls 33. It's not spelled out, but I think pretty Charlene and Valerie are undergoing Domestic Training. ‘Ring Mr Pinfield for me,’ Mr Fosling says. ‘There’s a darling. He’s in my book.’ George Fosling is comfortably seated in his favourite armchair. He reaches out and squeezed a handful of soft bottom. ‘Yes Mr Fosling,’ the darling, owner of the soft bottom, says. She is in fact called Charlene. She waits until the hand has finished, then walks across the thick carpet in her shiny black high heels to the phone. ‘Don’t take all day,’ Mr Fosling adds mildly. Although he is sitting here in his comfortable armchair he is sportily dressed: white cricket sweater over a cream-coloured shirt; white flannels; trainers on his feet. He is fiftyish, not tall, bald, with horn-rimmed spectacles: not a particularly sporting figure. ‘Pinfield is under P,’ he adds helpfully. ‘Yes… I know… I’ve got it now.’ Charlene’...