Room 2D

Photo-story from Janus 46. Two years have passed since  Teachers Pets … Nicola and Priscilla started to giggle. It was something that they did a great deal. The least little thing could start them off and it didn’t necessarily have to be humorous. Life itself was humorous when you were nineteen and everything had a funny side. The giggling was another way of simply expressing the joy of life and the pleasure that both girls obtained from sharing it. Occasionally though, the giggling was an audible barrier against the girlish embarrassment that peeped out from behind sweet and captivating prettiness. And when the giggling wasn’t enough, the blushing started. Never too noticeable, but just sufficient to add another shade to the already rosy young cheeks. What had started them off this time was something Priscilla had said. It was about Mr Harvey, the object of a joint schoolgirl crush which they shared about two years ago at grammar schoo

Story from Blushes Supplement 16 He got their names from his colleague Dr Bawland in the University Health Service. There was a medical check-up at the beginning of the first term for all students — male as well as female but of course we are only talking about female students. Dr Gifford was only interested in female students (as indeed was Dr Bawland himself) and it was only female students, these first-year girls conveniently in for their medicals, whose names would be supplied by the latter. Not all female students by any means but ones here and there whom Dr Bawland thought Dr Gifford would find suitable for his purpose. Dr Bawland knew what type his colleagues wanted although he did not enquire too closely into his interest and activities. He knew enough, though, to guess that it would not stand up too well to a lot of public scrutiny. The papers especially, hysterical sensation-seekers that they were, would no doubt have a