Bottoms Up, Angela
From Blushes 79 ‘Well, how are things, Angela. Settling in alright? I expect you are.’ Angela said a nervous ‘Yes sir.’ She was standing in front of the Head’s desk in his beautiful oak-panelled study where barely two weeks ago she had come for an interview with her mother. An interview in which Mr Kimbell had calmly raised the subject of discipline. It had meant nothing then of course, because Mr Kimbell hadn’t gone into any details. Probably he never did, not at interviews. Not to mothers. It was only when you were here that you found out what discipline at Stonleigh School meant. It meant, unbelievably, getting your bare bottom strapped. After you had had to take all your clothes off. It could also mean the cane… also on your bare bottom. ‘Good. That’s very good.’ Mr Kimbell’s keen eyes were taking her in. Eyeing Angela’s figure in the form-fitting grey skirt and pale blue blouse. Had Mr Perrett discussed yesterday aftern