Room 2D

From Blushes 47 ‘How’s that Mr Southfield?’ Bob asks. Jane says a quick and dismissive ‘OK.’ She doesn’t want to talk about Mr Southfield and at once changes the subject. Emma at work. Can Bob guess what Emma said? But as Jane recounts this she is half thinking about Mr Southfield. Mr Southfield is her new landlord. Jane was really lucky to get the flat of course, for what she is paying. Twenty pounds a week is extremely cheap but at the same time it is really all she could afford. Looking at the prices that were being asked it had seemed impossible. She wasn’t going to find anything except perhaps some dreadful little bedsit room. And then when she was feeling really low, rock bottom, with all the hopeless trudging around, there had been Mr Southfield. With his lovely flat. I can never afford this she had told herself, there was no point even asking him the price. But… ‘What can you afford, Miss Nashley? Twenty pounds?’ It was ...

Let’s revisit that delightful double act of Jane Williams and Louise Wilshire in Trained with the Horse and the Cane from Uniform Girls 44. Mr Stangate softly stroking Sophie’s bottom. As she stood leaning against the vaulting horse in his large, airy exercise room. Mr Stangate’s hand stroking the bare cheeks. Sophie is wearing a brief body-stocking in a colourful abstract pattern plus gym shoes, and the pretty body-stocking leaves most of her bottom bare. Mr Stangate’s fingers slide under and inside to the sensitive flesh at the very top of Sophie’s inner thigh. She shivered. ‘Donna, wasn’t that her name?’ Mr Stangate asked evenly. Sophie uttered a sibilant Yes. Mr Stangate meant the pretty blonde girl who with her parents had just moved into the house which had been for sale in the next street to Sophie. Donna Sinclair her name was, very pretty and with a lovely figure. Though in neither respect any more striking than Sophie ...

A continuation of  yesterday’s New Recruit , from Uniform Girls 40 Sophie is feeling just a little faint. Well what girl wouldn’t, standing for the first time like this? Standing on the seat of a chair in the Guides’ snug retreat, Mr Minley’s loft. Just herself and Mr Minley. And with nothing on! Sophie that is. Mr Minley of course is in his scoutmaster’s rig. But Sophie is in the altogether. Well effectively. There are just her shoes and socks, and her knickers pulled down to her knees. And Mr Minley in close attendance, his tape measure in hand. In his left hand. His right hand is thus free to go here and there. It  is  going here and there.  Here … and  there . At this moment it has slid between Sophie’s quivering thighs. The hand is there and indicating that she should part her thighs some more. But if she does… she will be quite open… to that hand. It will be quite free to… well she knows what it will do. Inevitably. Where it will inevitably go. Righ...