If one of an usherette’s chief duties was to smile, Penny excelled on that score right from the start: she could hardly keep a happy grin off her face the whole day. She had always dreamed of doing something as wonderful as joining the circus, and now her dream had come true!
Being shown around and introduced to the performers was very exciting, though it was a little strange to see such glamorous showbiz people off-duty. Pixie and Trixie, the death-defying acrobats, were very friendly and applauded kindly when Penny stood on her head; Aristotle Atlas, the strongman, lifted her with one hand and carried her round his caravan; The Amazing Anastasia – hair in rollers, cigarette hanging from her lips – made herself an instant friend with a very rude joke.
Penny had such fun that the afternoon quite flew by and before she knew it the evening show, and her life as an usherette, had begun. The pretty pink dress she had been given to wear was very short, and she had been made up – to her young mind, just like a movie star – and as she set out with her tray of snacks she felt terribly glamorous herself.
The atmosphere was so super within the giant circus tent that Penny’s work hardly seemed like work at all. She weaved her way up and down and along the seats, serving people with a smile and sneaking glances at the entertainment whenever she could. The only moments she didn’t enjoy were those in which rascals pinched her bottom. It must have happened a good half-dozen times over the course of the evening but try as she might she could never see who did it, the culprits being safely anonymous in the dark of the auditorium.
Pinched bottom aside, Penny couldn’t have been happier. Yes, this was the life for her, she thought with a smile. But little did she know that events were about to take a dramatic turn.
PART VII
PART IX
Being shown around and introduced to the performers was very exciting, though it was a little strange to see such glamorous showbiz people off-duty. Pixie and Trixie, the death-defying acrobats, were very friendly and applauded kindly when Penny stood on her head; Aristotle Atlas, the strongman, lifted her with one hand and carried her round his caravan; The Amazing Anastasia – hair in rollers, cigarette hanging from her lips – made herself an instant friend with a very rude joke.
Penny had such fun that the afternoon quite flew by and before she knew it the evening show, and her life as an usherette, had begun. The pretty pink dress she had been given to wear was very short, and she had been made up – to her young mind, just like a movie star – and as she set out with her tray of snacks she felt terribly glamorous herself.
The atmosphere was so super within the giant circus tent that Penny’s work hardly seemed like work at all. She weaved her way up and down and along the seats, serving people with a smile and sneaking glances at the entertainment whenever she could. The only moments she didn’t enjoy were those in which rascals pinched her bottom. It must have happened a good half-dozen times over the course of the evening but try as she might she could never see who did it, the culprits being safely anonymous in the dark of the auditorium.
Pinched bottom aside, Penny couldn’t have been happier. Yes, this was the life for her, she thought with a smile. But little did she know that events were about to take a dramatic turn.
PART VII
PART IX
This feels like stories I read as a child, likely hoping for the kind of dramatic turn of events you've got in mind. Those stories never seemed to go in quite the direction I'd have sent them. :)
ReplyDeleteI hope you're feeling much better. And no nasty green monsters.
HUGS
I know what you mean - the amount of times I hoped for spankings in stories that never came! I hope my little yarn goes in just the direction you want :D
DeleteAnd yes, I am feeling somewhat better, thank you. Hug! xx
Why do I suspect that "dramatic turn" will be for the worse?
ReplyDeletePS: Glad you're feeling better... ;-)
Because you are familiar with my oeuvre, perhaps? :)
DeletePS: Thanks!
Great story, looking forward to the next installment!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Tara! I am determined to scribble part IX much faster than I did part VIII so hopefully the wait won't be too long.
Delete(This thing's gonna end up at part MXXVI, I know it :D)
Really enjoying the story Penny -just waiting for the Kia Ora cartonand miniature ice cream tub to arrive before you face you punishment..)
ReplyDeleteSo pleased you are feeling better!
lol :D
DeleteHere you are, Sir! *bends down to hand Mr X his treats, smiling*
*squeals as her bottom is pinched yet again*
Hope you haven't drunk any of the squash, Penny.It's too orangey for bad girls..)
ReplyDeleteOh, no Sir. I've been good and stuck entirely to vodka :D
DeleteConsumption of alcohol definitely deserves a good spanking...)
DeleteOh! But!
Delete*frowns*
Stoopid vodka, gettin me into trouble... mutter... :(
And ater the spanking you can can write 500 lines "Stupid vodka always gets me into trouble" (no you van't diguise it as water here..)
DeleteUnless you read Minnie the Minx or Beryl the Peril it hardly ever happened..)
ReplyDeletewell better a pinched bottom than a spanked one
ReplyDeleteI guess! Though I rather think poor Penny would rather her bottom remained entirely unmolested...
Delete...some hope :)
These make me smile like this :D! Can't wait for the turn of events…
ReplyDeleteYippee!!!
So glad you like them, Natasha :D
DeleteI shall have to hit the coke (a cola) and get scribbling the terribly exciting next bit!