“I recognised my friends in some of the characters depicted; caught a glimpse of myself in some of those female faces, reminding me of my own delight and trepidation at that time as I leapt enthusiastically from one erotic experience to the next. I had wanted to live out my fantasy world to the full!” – The Janus Collection: A Personal Anthology by Paula Meadows
As her bottom was revealed, perfect and flawless and fully rounded, complete with matching dimples, a tremor went through it. The panties ended in a scrap of tangled cloth just below her stocking tops. She took a deep breath. Her bottom felt fragile and vulnerable. 'Place your ankles together. Now lower your tummy onto the chair, that's right. Now stretch your legs out straight. Now, I'm sure I don't have to tell you not to put your hands in the way, do I? Or not to attempt to stand up before I have finished? If we are going to do this, after all this time, let us do it right. Now, I want you to count each stroke after it lands. After that, I will deliver the next. After twelve, you may stand. Are you ready?' – Nostalgia by James Kenway with Illustrations by Paula Meadows
