As England ceased to be the leader of the world and then fell onto even harder times, the great castles were turned into bed and breakfasts. The aristocrats taught english to Chinese students and rare antiques were auctioned off by Sothebys. In 1965 a Miss Smyth decided to start a proper finishing school for girls. The girls from formerly old money familie...
Chapter Three -- The Interview "So Valerie Swindon? Are you ready" Sally asked. Sally was still dressed in her bathrobe sitting at the coffee table in Valerie's expensive hotel room, sipping coffee and smoking. "You definitely not coming with me," Valerie pouted. "Yes! That's the look! Use that on the Dean," Sally teased. "Come on Valerie; you need to d...
Canteen "Both of you on your knees now" My heart thudded painfully in my chest, my palms sweaty. I couldn't look the guard in the face, staring down at my shoes instead. A hand grabbed mine, pulling me down. It was Leanne's, the look on her face telling me not to fight it. She was already on her knees. Slowly I knelt down, my knees touching the cold hard f...
Chapter Ten - An Offer You Can't Refuse Valerie strode confidently down the hall towards the Deputy Headmistress' study. Sitting outside the study waiting for an audience were Billy Butler and Alice Corinda. Valerie winked at Billy and opened the door without knocking and strode into Lisa Meakins' office. "How dare you come in here unannounced Miss Swindo...
Please note: this is an official copy of the handbook actually used at Dr. Deucel's famous finishing school which was in existence in Wayward on the Tool in Lower Suckexx during the latter part of the Nineteenth Century. Dr. Deucel's school was known for taking ladies in their twenties and older that everyone else had given up on and helping them become happ...
Chapter 1 At the headquarters of The Order of Saint Ishmael, situated in a picturesque castle in Austria, the Grand Council was holding their first, official bi-monthly meeting. Thirteen people, all dressed in long robes with deep hoods, hiding their faces, were seated around a huge and highly polished table. The Order of Saint Ishmael, a latter-day club...
Chapter One -- The Beginning Valerie Swindon sat at her desk in her small study grading exam papers. A shadow fell over the opaque glass panel of the door and she looked up at the ornate mantle clock and realised it was time. She arose from her chair and came around to the front of her cluttered desk and unzipped her skirt. She caught it before it pooled...
Chapter Five - Revenge Is Mine The following weekend was Easter and the school was closing for the four day holiday. On the Wednesday night Emily and Valerie slept together in Valerie's room. Emily locked her door and put a do not disturb sign on the doorknob and padded across to Valerie's room and locked the door behind her. The girls slept in satin knick...
Brooke Fisher sat in the back of the limousine as it wound it's way up the highway into rural Vermont. She had on her usual funky emo outfit which consisted of shorts over black leggings combined with a t-shirt and denim jacket. Brook loved to dress this way since it not only defined her as a "cool chick" but it also infuriated her father to no end. And infu...
You will notice the absence of names in this piece. That was done on purpose because soccer moms in general are, sadly, anonymous. * She rose just before dawn and started preparing breakfast for her husband, who would be leaving first. She could hear him stirring as he showered and shaved. A busy executive had to be on top of his game. He needed a good bre...