Room 2D

The conclusion of the story, from Uniform Girls 9 Twenty year old Rosalyn Minter had been an army driver for a little under a year. An unblemished record was just slightly tarnished the hot summer day when she decided to drive for the regimental colonel with no stockings on — an offence destined to find her on report. The colonel’s passing interest in CP leads to her being offered a dose of the cane, which she accepts albeit reluctantly [see  Uniform Girls 7 ] to keep her record clean. But Colonel Leyton’s appetite has been whetted by the knowledge that at Rosalyn’s convent they used both strap and birch to keep their charges in order: it’s up to the adjutant to obtain the necessary equipment… in case Driver Minter steps over the line again… ----//---- After Rosalyn had returned the car to the motor pool, she signed off duty and trekked off to her block where she pulled a piece of paper from her jacket pocket. It was the...

From Uniform Girls 7 The army staff car pulled to a halt outside the barracks, and the driver jumped out with a cloth to polish the windscreen and dust over the body work. Rosalyn Minter had been with the army now for just under a year and was finding the companionship of her unit, and the responsibility of her job, more satisfying than anything she had tackled previously. Not that three years as a waitress on the ferries plying between Harwich and the Hook of Holland hadn’t had their fun moments: she’d had some bloody good times. But there was a certain pride in wearing a uniform of Her Majesty’s armed forces which was infinitely preferable to the long periods of boredom on the ferries. The car, as always, was pristine — almost, it seemed, straight out of a showroom — and Rosalyn always made sure that her officers never had cause for complaint when they travelled with her. Indeed, some officers now asked for her by name as sh...

From New Blushes 2.20 ‘Hello Fiona.’ ‘Hello sir.’ She closes the door quietly behind her, then goes to stand at attention in front of Mr Brunton’s desk. It is five o’clock, after normal school hours, but school hasn’t finished for Fiona Daltry. It is time for a special training session with Mr Brunton. Henry Brunton, fiftyish and with his bald head and round glasses giving him a somewhat owlish look, is in charge of the school WRAF Cadet Unit. It is an active group because St Monica’s has the RAF Western Command Headquarters just a few miles away and quite a few of the staff send their daughters to the school. Service officers are keen to have proper discipline for their daughters. Well-trained girls make decorous, disciplined young women, the kind of young women a fellow officer will be happy to have as a wife. So the school’s Cadet Unit is well supported. And Henry Brunton you could say has a pretty free hand in disciplining...