Room 2D

Photo-story from Janus 33 It was an oppressive day at the height of an English summer. Cabbage whites fluttered by on leaden wings, their delicate membranes battling against the still air and clogging humidity. Even the cheery sparrows were silent, unable to continue the chirpy chit-chat they had started so optimistically at the crack of dawn. All living creatures in the vicinity of Spencer Hall were sensibly restricting their movements to the quest for moisture. All living creatures that is, except Deborah Spencer-Smythe. Picking flowers was something that Deborah did a great deal. Spencer Hall often resembled the Chelsea Flower Show when Deborah was at home, in fact Sir William Spencer-Smythe was often sure that there were more flowers in the Hall than there were in the grounds. Truly, he was beginning to despair of the girl. She was 18 years of age, academically bright but with a mind that in all other respects seemed to be p...

From Uniform Girls 30 She knew there would be trouble. She had glanced towards him, just after the first round of compulsory exercises. He had given her plenty of warnings. Now, the expression on his face said it all. Until now, she had succeeded in escaping his rather unique methods of training. So long as she kept up to standard, practiced well, and maintained that inner discipline. The discipline that controlled her thinking, gave her the power to be strict with herself. There were many temptations in life. A young girl like Julia could become distracted so easily. Eating the wrong sort of food or seeing the wrong sort of boy. Even going to the wrong sort of place. An up and coming athlete needed to accept that her life was no longer her own affair. She now belonged to her trainer. If she obeyed his instructions, success would follow. If she decided to disobey, or simply to let her standards slip… Julia kept on remembering hi...