Nicola and Priscilla
Photo-story from Janus 46. Two years have passed since Teachers Pets … Nicola and Priscilla started to giggle. It was something that they did a great deal. The least little thing could start them off and it didn’t necessarily have to be humorous. Life itself was humorous when you were nineteen and everything had a funny side. The giggling was another way of simply expressing the joy of life and the pleasure that both girls obtained from sharing it. Occasionally though, the giggling was an audible barrier against the girlish embarrassment that peeped out from behind sweet and captivating prettiness. And when the giggling wasn’t enough, the blushing started. Never too noticeable, but just sufficient to add another shade to the already rosy young cheeks. What had started them off this time was something Priscilla had said. It was about Mr Harvey, the object of a joint schoolgirl crush which they shared about two years ago at grammar schoo