Joe was Caretaker at the Wilson Young Girls'College, at least, this part of the College which catered for the girls from ten to thirteeen years of age...the 'Middle' part of this private school catering to boarders from very rich families. The College was divided into three sections and Joe thought he had been extremely lucky to have been allocated this section. He thought he had been lucky to score the job here in the first place...he had really belaboured the point of his wartime service and the headmistress had taken pity on him. He had been given this section, he thought, because the girls here were less vulnerable than in the younger or older sections. At least, that's what he reckoned they'd thought. Thank God!!!!

He turned right at the end of the corridor towards his storage room, a pokey little room with no windows. He had hated it when he had first been shown it and told it was 'his office'...until he had made his discovery!

Over the holidays, he had been asked to repair tiles in the girls' change-rooms. When he was in there, he had suddenly realised that his store-room backed onto it, on the wall opposite the open shower cubicles, the wall that had a vanity bench and hand-basins along it. His penis had twitched as he had had a sudden idea about what he could do. He had immediately gone searching for the school plans on the pretext of needing to know where all the pipes went and spent the rest of the day working out, measuring, marking, until he had found the exact right spot. At least he hoped it was the exact right spot. He was on his way to find out! His breathing quickened.

He had found a place where he reckoned he would have an unobstructed view of what took place in the change-rooms from his room, then he had removed a brick out of the wall between his office and the change-room and covered it with a one-way mirror. He had suggested to the headmistress the girls could use a mirror at the handbasins in their change-room and, fortunately, she had agreed. She was unaware it was to be a one-way mirror and that it backed onto his room. In his room, he had hung a pin-up board over the hole and no-one was any the wiser. His heart pounded as he neared his room. He opened his door, entered his office and locked the door behind him, not turning on the light in spite of the darkness. He was officially off duty so should not be disturbed for at least until dinner. He went straight to the pinup board and removed it. He couldn't help giving a soft moan as he gazed through the one-way mirror.....(cont)