I love Victoria and Miriam as they prepared to meet the (unseen) enemy, together. https://rosamondpress.com/2018/06/24/britannia-and-the-ghost-ships/
https://rosamondpress.com/2019/11/21/dr-hill-vs-james-bond/
https://rosamondpress.com/2019/09/19/open-letter-to-mr-roozemond/
The Royal Janitor
by
John Presco
Copyright 2019
Victoria was in bed reading ‘1984’ for the umpteenth time, when she there came a quiet knock on her bedroom door.
“Victoria. Are you asleep?”
“No. Come in!”
Victoria gasped when she beheld Miriam completely naked. Her gold hair flowing over her beautiful body, completed the complete package that got the full attention of Man, since the dawn of creation. Victoria stared at Miriam’s mound of Venus and the V-shape of her pubic mat. For the first time she felt like a trespasser. This is – The Area of Man! Only a Man can gaze upon this! Miriam had never been in Victoria’s bedroom, and thus she too was a trespasser – because she was compleltely nude under the covers. So many things are wrong with this picture, yet everything was never so – right!
“I thought we were going to take…
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