Room 2D

From Blushes 9 Lights out, the prowling housemaster’s footsteps outside the dormitory door came and long gone. Six of the eight girls in 7D fast asleep, a whispered conversation in a blanket-huddled bed. ‘Still tender?’ A slim hand inside pyjama bottoms, touching gently, skimming over warm young buttocks, lingering here and there where the cheeks feel faintly swollen. ‘Yes, sort of — it was horrible, Jenny. He made me take  everything  off — everything!’ ‘He would —’ Fingers wangling the waistband down over silky hips. ‘Better than being reported to Old Creepy though.’ ‘I know — I heard Chrissie Willis got a sixer from him every day for a week for smoking.’ Elastic waistband loose around knees, slipped down without any protest made. Another guarded whisper. ‘Turn on your back Sue —’ ‘The duty teacher might come, Jen — he might — sometimes he does —’ ‘Turn over —’ Slim legs smooth against each other, pyjama tops and bottoms twisted

From Blushes 13. Following on from  The Price! T his is the final part of the Mr Bartlow trilogy. ‘What d’you think?’ asked Alison. It was morning break the day after Alison had climbed into Penny’s bed and while intimately stroking the latter had whisperingly suggested that they set up Mandy with Mr Bartlow. It was this that was being discussed as the two of them sat in a secluded corner of the school grounds. Penny shivered, thinking of last night, thinking also of her own earlier experiences at the hands of Mr Bartlow. ‘I… I don’t know,’ she said hesitantly. ‘She deserves something,’ stated Alison. ‘The  pig . She’s always making some snide remark.’ The snide remarks, though, seemed largely true, especially those relating to Mr Bartlow. But Mandy  had  been pretty insensitive about Penny’s problems with Miss Kingston. ‘We wouldn’t want to get into trouble.’ Penny tended to be of a cautious nature. ‘And also, well I don