Posts Tagged ‘corner time’

This is an example of how naughty a girl can be and I thought it worth an airing. In the early days of our relationship Indigo was not as used to cornertime as she is now, in fact she hated it. Not that she exactly loves it now. In her words: I am going to […]


The house was one of those Georgian four-storey affairs. It wasn’t quite a mansion, but it stood in its own grounds 30 or 40 meters from the B road at the end of a short gravel drive. Tamed ivy decorated one corner; a network of dark green leaves ascending to the roof, a rustic detail […]


Spank-o-gram

12Mar15

Jack Seagrove slunk back into the shadows and pulled the collar of his knee-length leather coat up around his neck in a forlorn hope of keeping off the rain. His dark shoulder-length hair hung in rats tails as it was and the second sneeze in as many minutes made him wonder if he wasn’t coming […]


Sorority Legacy

05Mar15

Apparently a legacy is a girl who gets to join a sorority because an older sister, mother, aunt or other close relative was in that sorority. I had to look that one up, not an easy thing as the Greek community are Spartan with their secrets. Apparently also there is a tradition of giving the […]


Dangerous Magic

03Mar15

The wind sang over the hills behind the cottage and through the trees in the garden. Then it danced its way down the chimney until it blew like an organ chime summoning something unnamed to a gathering. Amid this seasonal serenade Tess lay back on the rug so that her long red tresses extended like […]


Charlie’s office is bright and airy; the epitome of modern. Not the least bit like Miss Parmenter’s office back in school, no, not the least… so why then do I always get little pangs in my tummy every time I have to go up onto the mezzanine floor where he works? I mean the sloping […]


Now it’s not like I don’t think a girl needs a good spanking now and again. I don’t exactly like it, but there is no denying that it does a girl good. This was a lesson I learned in school. At 18 Miss Parmenter told me after a particularly memorable shellacking that I had a […]


Vintage Sunday

15Feb15

Our story began here. Alice waited in the drawing room and tried not to look at the clock. It was almost 10 o’clock and neither girl had arrived. This was going to be difficult enough now that Janet and Jenny had gone back with Mrs Baxter, but she had hoped not to have to have […]


Vintage Sunday

01Feb15


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