Room 2D

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...

A futuristic photo-story from Janus 161 The box arrived at the Old Hall that afternoon. It had been shipped by RoboBabe TM  Industries of California and took two men to unload and unpack it. Unable to resist the improbable sales blurb, Royston Arnold had ordered a prototype model of the thing it contained while on his travels to the USA. Fantastic new state-of-the-art life-size girl doll, the makers had boasted. RoboBabe TM  is your playmate or bedmate for life. Never grows old. Walks but doesn’t talk. Beautiful, nubile, realistic in every conceivable way. Will obey your every wish or whim and never answer back. Specify body type and colouring required. In the appropriate box he had ticked Caucasian, blonde and statuesque, sent in the order then thought no more about it. That had been months ago. Royston hadn’t believed it could possibly live up to its claims, and now it was here he felt apprehensive about even l...