Room 2D

From Blushes 5 Further Education Miss Kirby’s ‘phone call had caught the girls’ step-father in a bad mood; ‘I should like to take the opportunity presented by the forthcoming half-term holiday to keep your daughters at school for some concentrated work on their behinds — I mean, on what they’ve fallen behind in.’ The girls’ step-father had neither smiled at the initial pomposity of the opening of that sentence nor frowned at the grammatical uncertainty of its conclusion. The Freudian slip in the middle he noted without the amusement it would ordinarily have afforded him; he knew anyway that Miss Kirby’s methods tended to centre around naked, well-thrashed bottoms — just what his girls needed in his opinion. ‘Fine,’ he’d said and hung up. Carte blanche assured, Miss Kirby informed the school caretaker that she would be commandeering the disused older wing of the school for the weekend. He was to find two beds, with mattresses...

From New Blushes Uniform Girls 2.19 (the pictures were also used to illustrate Yes My Führer .) The story is not too bad, but looks to be a replacement for a censored Nazi-themed story in the original mag. Sandra Mitchell is in the Upper sixth form at Moncton Languages and European Culture. She plans to go to university to take a course in these subjects next year and there is every reason to believe she will, as Sandra is an intelligent and industrious student. She is also a very attractive girl, a pretty blonde with already at 18 a full and shapely figure. This could be a problem of course as boys, and men too for that matter, are keen to enjoy her company, but Sandra sensibly is careful to avoid too much interest. She does have a boyfriend, Derek Jennings who is also in the Sixth Form at Moncton Grange, but makes sure that they don’t get too involved. What is primarily exciting Sandra’s interest at the moment is the coming ...

From Blushes 33 ‘That young Sharon,’ said Harry. ‘A minx. A choice young creature but a minx. That way she walks.’ His wife gave him a look. ‘Don’t tell me you’re getting interested in those young ones, Harry. Not at your age.’ ‘Not  interested . Oh no, not that. Well I might be interested in that pretty young bum of hers. I wouldn’t mind giving it a good paddling, which is exactly what it needs. I’d be interested in  that . Young minx.’ ‘She’s not that young,’ observed Mavis. ‘Nineteen, twenty —’ ‘I know how old she is. An awkward age for a girl. And I can see her getting into a deal of trouble if she’s not careful. Unless someone pulls her up short. A good walloping. She’s never had it of course.’ Mavis gave the fire an energetic-poke. An owlish look at Harry. ‘Well I don’t know that I should tell you what I was going to tell you, Harry.’ ‘What’s that then?’ Mavis shook her head. ‘I said I didn’t know that...