<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Players/Characters</strong></span><br/>Zamdrist - Ms. Marguerite Bordeaux<br/>Goalt - Elizabeth Harrison<br/>MovieFreek - Monroe Boriguard<br/>Gerdygirl - Caroline Simmons<br/><hr/><br/><em>~`*'~</em><span class="bbc_u">Summer Class of 1965</span><em>~'*`~</em><br/><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><span class="bbc_u"><em>Elizabeth Harrison</em></span><br/>(http://img695.imageshack.us/img695/1609/9248d545bb24c35elarge10.jpg)</td><td><em><span class="bbc_u">Caroline Simmons</span></em><br/>(http://img709.imageshack.us/img709/1180/partygirlf1de7212559721.jpg)</td><td><em><span class="bbc_u">Monroe Boriguard</span></em><br/>(http://img683.imageshack.us/img683/1952/image2nk.jpg)</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/><strong>Premise:</strong>Students endure the punishments and amorous awards at the School for Wayward Young Ladies<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong>Lesbian<br/><strong>Tone/Flavor: </strong>Spanking, light bondage, dominant/submissive play, humiliation, lingerie play<br/><strong>Setting:</strong>Greenwich Village, NY. Mid 1960s.<br/><br/><strong>Posting Order:</strong>Zamdrist, Goalt, Gnerdygirl, MovieFreek<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Ms. Marguerite Bordeaux</strong></span><br/>(http://img684.imageshack.us/img684/1381/df7887731d743bf4large51.jpg) (http://img269.imageshack.us/img269/9695/image17hn.jpg)<br/><br/>Marguerite Bordeaux sat at her cherry wood roll top desk looking over her ledgers and inventory books. Marguerite was, among other things, a proprietor of imported French lingerie. She herself a native Parisian, immigrated to America a few years after the war, in 1950. Once an actress with a modest resume, she also served with the French Resistance. She had had a wonderfully diverse life, with many years still ahead of her.<br/><br/>The large space she worked in served many functions, it was both a sitting room where she entertained guest and customers, as well as a place to display and store the many varied items of lingerie she sold. America's sensibilities to fashion, especially when it came to lingerie was a bit behind Marguerite's liking, and so she took some devilish delight introducing the imported wares to open-minded American women. These items were all hung neatly in tall open cabinets or laid out on tables. There was a workspace for sewing and altering, including a garment mannequin. There was a large free standing mirror behind a floral privacy screen, and further back space reserved for storage.<br/><br/>The sitting area was appointed with a love seat and three cushioned, high backed chairs and a table for serving tea. The beautifully varnished hardwood floors gleamed, the paneled walls decorated with pieces from French artists as well as local avant-garde works. The forward half of the first floor was dedicated to the dinning room, kitchen and parlour. A wide banister with varnished balusters lead to the other floors where the numerous bedrooms and baths could be found.<br/><br/>Truth of the matter was, the lingerie business only broke even. It was her other business, the school that brought in the funds she required to run the house. The school, as far as tax records were concerned was named the Bordeaux School of Beauty, but otherwise had no known official name. Its enrollees, daughters and nieces of wealthy acquaintances came to her school by way of word-of-mouth. Most were friends of friends, and only some aware of the school's true curriculum. Indeed, lessons in proper poster, make-up application and other details were taught. Unknown however, outside her circle of friends and like-minded ladies was Marguerite's taste for young ladies and her methods of teaching. Such lessons were taught by the flat side of a hairbrush or a bare hand, as well as other more amorous ones plied behind the closed doors of bedrooms. The young ladies may or may not be troublesome or wayward, but all were treated to Marguerite's punishments and rewards. Nearly all left her home proud young ladies, standing tall and ready for the challenges of their future. Most too had shown some penchant for the fairer sex, while others came to her ignorant of such delicacies. Either way, they soon learned Marguerite's choice of lifestyle.<br/><br/>Marguerite returned to the sitting area and her cup of tea. Crossing her long legs she sat and looked over a number of dossiers on her new enrollees. A photo of each was paper clipped to each, along with a brief resume and background of each young lady soon to arrive. She examined each carefully, making mental notes for which could be of use later. Concentrating, she swept aside a stray lock of her curly dark locks, hardly noticing the house servant you poured her newly heated tea. The tuition of even just one young lady would pay her expenses for six months, each was an investment of her time and love, and she was eager for their arrival.