Posts Tagged ‘can’t sit down’

Part one here The gown chosen for her was of tightly drawn velvet over another corset. As she entered the great hall where the nobility had gathered for breakfast, she noted that most of the women wore headdress and gowns that covered their shoulders. Tzara realised that her naked shoulders and freely hanging hair was a […]


Part I here Alice was feeling sorry for herself but at least she had stopped crying. She lay face down and dejected on her bed tracing the pattern of the bed pane with an idle finger. She should be bored, she should have been mad; she sighed and rolled over onto her back. Her thoughts strayed […]


Hard Life

19Nov15

Her father was dead. That was the way it went sometimes. There was still the herd to get to Abilene and if they could cross the mountains before the snow then they might just save the ranch. Jane Campbell-Lane thought herself as a hard woman for a hard country. Her black unkempt hair was hauled […]


Our story began here. It had been a long few of weeks but suddenly it was all coming together. Katherine remembered her father telling her what a mess his unit made of a simple thing like marching in step during his basic training. Then how suddenly one day it all fell into place and how […]


Lady Arabella reached the rise above Grainger Manor with relief. The party had gone on for far longer than intended and against all expectations she had been winning all night. That arse Carstairs had lost game after game until she had nigh on £300 in front of her, which was all very well, but the […]


Absolution

11Sep15

The bell for matins shook Sister Mercy from her slumber and she yawned. That old hag Sister Mary was leading prayers today and she was half blind. Mercy doubted she would be missed and for a long moment pondered staying bed. Mercy scratched her rough-hewn cropped red hair and yawned again. When not in use, […]


I unearthed a slightly new take on the spanking and caning of wrens prior to them being incorporated into the Royal navy proper. I also came across a new expression, ‘marrying the gunner’s daughter,’ as opposed to kissing it, which means getting a caning. There was also some light shed on the official position. The […]


The mountains around the fjord cut the crystal blue air like shards of glass. For once there was not a puff of cloud and Anneke fancied that she had only to reach out her arm to touch the sky. It was hard to leave on such a day but there was nothing for her now […]


As I said at the top of the week, I recently had two different sorority anecdotes sent to me. The first is from Anthony who often comments here and is republished with his permission and that of the girls involved. I took the liberty of making some edits. Tony seems to be a master of […]


Part 1 can be found here. Megan looked back at the scores of faces lined up at the VIP Lounge window, not one of them belonged to Ahmed. She wasn’t surprised, he had made it clear that any public goodbyes would be unseemly and she had agreed wholeheartedly. But all the same she felt a […]