Room 2D

From Uniform Girls 1 Group Captain Brian Marshall’s office was to say the least, sparsely furnished. However, he liked it that way. His desk was bare but for his diary and a single sheet of paper. In front of his desk was a plain wooden chair; on the wall facing him hung a mirror. In this the Group Captain could see himself reflected. Vanity? Possibly… but the mirror had been there when he had arrived on the station and he had never bothered to have it removed. Now he looked into that mirror, seeing a head which was steadily balding and a face somewhat lined after twenty four years in the Royal Air Force — ever since he was twenty. One year to go before he could take retirement and a nice fat gratuity. But would he do that? Now, having risen steadily through the ranks to become a Station Commander, with his highly respectable rank, there were quite a number of perks which he would surely miss in civilian life. Like Flight Lieu...

From Janus 123. Lovely girl — my favourite from this series despite stiff competition. When we asked her about career prospects and why she decided to be a model, 20-year-old Andrea Drixoll brightly informed us that ever since she was a little girl she had always enjoyed dressing up. Modelling was just an extension of that. ‘I wish I was tall enough to be a fashion model,’ she said wistfully, ‘then I would be able to wear all those wonderful creations by Westwood, Dior and Armani, and people like that.’ In those formative years, whenever she was alone in the house, Andrea would raid her mother’s wardrobe for high heels, skirts and hats. Wearing a garish red lipstick from ‘mummy’s’ cosmetics case, she would totter around the house looking at her reflection in every mirror and pretend to be a beautiful, grown-up princess. As she got older and entered into relationships, Andrea quickly discovered that dressing-up had other and more...

From Whispers 4 It was Mr Ashford who had sent her there, Pam knew that. Well actually it was her mother but it would have been Mr Ashford telling her mother to do it. In fact she had heard him through the half-open kitchen door. ‘What that girl needs, Mrs Stelling, is a touch of discipline, otherwise you don’t know where she’ll finish up.’ Pam’s mother had said apologetically, ‘I’m really sorry, Mr Ashford.’ What she was sorry about and what Mr Ashford was annoyed about was that Pam didn’t want to go and work in his house. She had left school and started training as a typist but Mr Ashford wanted her to go round to his place part-time. Mr Ashford was very keen on pretty girls of about Pam’s age which was 16. Two of her friends did part-time work at Cranley Hall, where Mr Ashford lived, and they had told Pam what he was like and the sort of thing he liked to do to you. So Pam said she wasn’t going. The trouble was that her d...