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Join the Dots

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From Uniform Girls 19, following on from  Bringing it to Life . By the Wednesday of Christina’s week with Sir Richard, the pretence that she is there to assimilate the feel of her part as a Victorian maid has worn very thin, although it is still maintained superficially so as to provide each of them with a face-saving front behind which to hide. Without it, Sir Richard would be obliged to appear undisguised in the role of villainous lecher, and Christina as the star-struck hopeful that she is, ready to sacrifice all for her art — or if not for that, then for the promise of fame and fortune. Fortunately she has not made the mistake of demanding of Sir Richard, ‘What  do  you think I  am !’; Sir Richard would doubtless have been unable to resist the cliched riposte, ‘We have established what you  are , Madam; now we are merely haggling over your price.’ As it is, however, the maid still pretends that she...

Bringing it to Life

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From Uniform Girls 19 with Wendy Collings Christina was over the moon. At long last, the big break had come. After dancing on decrepit stages in dubious old working men’s clubs, she was virtually dancing on air as she told her friends about the audition. ‘I’ve got it!’ She jumped up and down, waving the letter of confirmation. ‘A two-hour pilot and then the series; and it could run and run.’ She ran up to her room, and rang through to the production company’s office. ‘Yes. Christina Jones, here. Yes. Just to say I’ll be there, tomorrow at noon.’ Battlestar Vision was one of several up and coming small production houses providing television programmes to independent television stations through Europe: and their young Managing Director, Chris Thorne, was justifiably pleased with his company’s latest coup. A brand-new British-based soap opera, sold to one of the biggest cable-networks in Europe. The series would start with a major ...

A Girl for Training

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A stimulating story in three parts from Blushes 77 Part 1  —  A Girl for Training ‘So. Mandy Banfield eh. Good. Hello Mandy.’ ‘Hello sir,’ she says demurely but perhaps not too confidently. Mandy is standing smartly in front of Mr Canford. She is just 17 and this will be her first period of Domestic Training. Mr Canford is her first gentleman. So naturally there is a certain nervousness. There can anyway be nervousness even when a girl has already completed one or more periods of Domestic Training, because gentlemen are not all the same, their requests, their demands, can differ — well,  widely . So even if a girl is somewhat experienced she can still feel those fluttery butterflies inside. When first standing in front of a new gentleman. Mandy is a very attractive 17, with a shimmery cascade of pale blonde hair framing her pretty face and a very nice shape to go with it: slim waist but full high boobs and rounded hips, ...