Room 2D

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Photo-story by Julie Holmes from Februs 40 with Molly Pankhurst James Bowers, dapper in his suit, straight of back and determined in demeanour, strides in measured paces up the path of the suburban house. He has trodden his even steps for two miles, contemplating his mission, mentally rehearsing the admonishments to be delivered, envisaging the scene. Molly Pankhurst seems equally composed, although her eyes often flit to her watch to check the progress of time. Molly’s appearance is more casual: barefoot in captioned vest top and jeans, she curls on the sofa trying to work her way rapidly through the manual she should have memorised three months ago, chain-smoking her way through the pages of instructions and charts. The two images sum up their disparate personalities perfectly. Mr Bowers with his no-nonsense spectacles, staid clothes and established male pattern balding has a strong sense of duty, tradition and justice. Ms P...

From Blushes 18 featuring scrumptious Trudi Baxter both in and out of a charming pair of shorts. She had been waiting for a long time — all her life it seemed. Yet, in truth, it was only a few weeks. ‘When you are old enough,’ he had said, as he eased her away. Now she was old enough. They called it a ‘crush’ didn’t they, when you were crazy in love with your teacher? The stone top of the circular well wall felt warm through her thin white shorts. It was where she came every afternoon. That had been agreed. Would he ever come? There were so many doubts in life. ‘There will be conditions,’ he had said. She had not fully understood; did not want to ask too much. ‘In such things,’ he had said, ‘there are rewards. These, by a certain natural order, must be counter-balanced by penalties. That is my philosophy. In physical relationships between the sexes, a female is the submissive. She obeys the male. Deep down, she wi...