Room 2D

From Blushes Supplement 19 She heard the car crunch in the driveway and from the bedroom window peeked out and saw it. Made a face. She knew that car all right: an old black Rover. Inside were dark red leather seats. She could smell those seats. The back seat. And the car’s owner, he had a certain smell too: tweed trousers and tobacco. Bloody hell. She knew he was due to come this afternoon, Mr Batford had told her, but there was always the possibility that something might have happened so that he couldn’t. But it hadn’t. His bloody old car now in the driveway. She turned away from the window as she saw the door open. Bloody, bloody hell. Going to look in the mirror. She had better be looking spick and span because Mr Grangely would pick on anything. Any little thing. Patting her hair. Examining her face, the full mouth with a light touch of pink lipstick that Mr Batford liked. ‘A pretty girl,’ Mr Grangely would say. ‘Pretty but...

From Blushes Supplement 14 Dear Editor, I get a tremendous kick out of this series — do please keep it going. As the Law stands, I know you’re not allowed to show girls bound by cords or secured by straps. Silly, really, but there you are. As it turns out, I’m rather glad because I have a marvellous time putting these girls into the kind of bondage I want. It might possibly be a simple pair of handcuffs or masses of rope with lots of knots. I often spend hours adding the ‘necessary’ to your excellent photographs. Is there any chance of having some of these girls photographed in colour? Then I would be able to use colour you see. Though most of the Join The Dots girls are partially clothed, and so very exciting to look at and work on — I wonder if you couldn’t supply a few who are completely naked? Then I could draw on any special ‘gear’ that took my fancy. Please think about this and, in any event, keep this most origina...

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From Blushes Supplement 2. I’ve always loved this photo-set, which was used for several Blushes stories. I'm not sure if I’ve previously posted any others here. ‘Look, I’m awfully sorry but I really  must  go,’ said Nicola, ‘otherwise I’m going to be late for school.’ It was a fact and one not to be viewed with any equanimity. The consequence of missing Morning Assembly when you were a Sixth Former at Southfield County School for Girls was dire in the extreme. At the same time it was a decidedly humiliating thing to have to say when you were 17 and therefore grown up, and your companion was older still and thus  very  grown up, with such juvenile considerations as school assemblies long forgotten. They were seated in a green van which bore the legend  R Bulpitt & Son — Plumbers Merchants  on either side, parked in a quiet little cul-de-sac. Nicola Winfield, prettily blonde, and one Kevin Hicks,...