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The Price!

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From Blushes 13. The sequel to  George to the Rescue  from Blushes 12 (second part of the Mr Bartlow trilogy) featuring one of their most succulent models. ‘Why don’t you see old Barters,’ said Alison Randall. ‘He’s pretty good at sorting things out.’ ‘Oh yes, but what is his  price ,’ chirped in Mandy Whittingham. ‘Tell us that! Has old Barters sorted anything out for  you , Alison Randall? And if so, tell us please what he wanted for his little service. I wouldn’t be surprised if he wanted to service  you !’ Alison went bright red at Mandy’s nasty taunt. All the nastier because it was true, but surely no one knew that! Anyway, attack is the best form of defence, even if your cheeks are blazing red. ‘Clearly you have the mind of a guttersnipe, Mandy Whittingham, and are therefore to be pitied. But, Penny, anyone will tell you that Mr Bartlow  can  be very helpful. Or anyone except Mandy here! Isn’t that right, Angela?’ An

George to the Rescue

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From Blushes 12, the first in the delicious George Bartlow trilogy (another classic Blushes school caretaker). There is a kind of scene-setting preamble told in captions before we reach the main story. ‘If this awful man goes to the Head,’ Alison had said to George, ‘I’ll certainly be kicked out!’ That was what she had said, because of course Mr Bartlow couldn’t be expected to know that ‘kicking out’ was the kind of sanction that Mr Pinkerton would only resort to as a very last resort. His first recourse would be to that paragraph in the school’s prospectus which mentioned ‘exceptional circumstances’ in connection with the application of a cane to a girl’s bottom. Alison would, perhaps, have mentioned it to Mr Bartlow except that he was, in truth, a little — well, common — and she wasn’t sure that such people ought to know everything. Alison knew about Mr Pinkerton’s preference for the cane across a girl’s bottom rather than the toe of a boot under it because — well, to be absolutely h