VICTORIAN ALICE 1888

BY CHRISTOPHER TOILKIEN

[ part 2 ]

January 1888 was a busy time for Vicki as the exclusive school actually started their school year in January rather than the fall. Vicki finished her dungeon rooms having discretely found an Italian 'libertine' who supplied her with the latest restraining devices from Paris and Italy. In order to carry out her plan of seducing young girls

Vicki next urged the headmistress to allow her to add physical fitness courses along with her educational courses. Arguing that physically fit girls would attract better quality husbands. The headmistress agreed as she thought of generous donations by wealthy men. Of course few girls would ever want or could ever be satisfied by a man after Vicki was done with them.

Vicki was even invited to a high society party near the end of the month. There she met a painter named Dorian Grey, who weirded her out, and others who were becoming quite famous. Among them was a young writer named H. G. Wells. Vicki was fascinated by his ideas and he in turn gave her signed copies of some of his new works. Then there was the explorer Professor Challenger who Vicki took an immediate liking to, the famed psychologist Sigmund Frued, who Vicki thought was an amusing old lecher, and Sherlock Holmes who rubbed Vicki the wrong way.

Vicki had heard tales of the famed criminologist and detective even in America. She had also heard rumors of his disdain for women which she soon discovered were all too true. Vicki discretely scanned his mind as Holmes seemed to insult women with every breath in his 'o so superior' speech. Vicki thought he might be homosexual, he wasn't, but he was definitely misogynist.

" So tell me then Mr. Holmes, since you seem to know it all," Vicki said as she was tired of listening to him," What would you do if a 'mere woman' could outclass you in every way?" " That could never happen dear woman," Holmes smugly said. " Tell me then, you are well known as an expert pugilist, fencer, and detective," Vicki smiled," I have some skill in those areas myself. I propose a contest; no holds barred, I want you to forget I'm a woman, 3 contests, 2 to be held here, in front of everyone, the third to be accomplished over the next week, I challenge you to 3 tests, fencing, hand to hand combat, and I will solve a crime before you can."

All of this brought much laughter from everyone assembled. Sherlock Holmes was challenged like this all the time by some of the most brilliant minds in the world. Even Prof. Challenger and President Roosevelt had lost duels of wits to him. " Very well dear lady, since you are so determined to made a fool of yourself, I will put you back in the kitchen," Holmes laughed," Which physical contest would you like to try first?" " The sword," Viki's face was red with anger matching her dyed red hair (a natural blonde). Everyone was surprised when Vicki returned from the ladies room wearing a black leotard with a red sash across the waist.

Many people stopped laughing as they noticed the feminine muscle in the skin tight cloth. For his part Holmes had simply stripped off his jacket and tie. " I meant what I said," Vicki shouted to everyone," No holds barred. I want your best Mr. Holmes. Fight me like you are trying to kill me. I will accept nothing less."

Vicki had to admit that Holmes was good as he backed her up for the first 2 minutes. Few had ever done so. But after that Vicki had his measure. Over the course of the next 10 minutes Vicki disarmed Holmes 3 times, kicked him in the butt twice as an insult, finally cutting his pants off without touching his skin. Again, Vicki had to give him mental credit as Holmes was well endowed. " Not bad, but I win," Vicki grinned as a few people were now impressed," Can you use your hands better than that."

Vicki handed the sword to a smiling Wells (who had been beaten by Holmes in fencing) then took up a loose stance. Holmes was angry now as he went into the men's room for a fresh pair of trousers that Dr. Watson acquired for him. The boxing match was over even quicker as Vicki put Holmes into a painful submission in less than 3 minutes. Red faced Holmes stormed out as soon as unsolved Scotland Yard cases were arraigned

. She heard something about some low class prostitutes getting cut up, but something like that was beneath Scotland Yard. Vicki was toasted and congratulated for much of that night. Many were those who had long wanted to see Holmes get his comeuppance. To have it handed to him by a woman was doubly satisfying, although few there thought that she could out solve a crime against Holmes.

The next day she did just that, delivering 3 wanted jewel smugglers, somewhat beat up, to the steps of Scotland Yard. Holmes had barely started despite having been on their trial since dawn. Admittedly, Vicki cheated, by using her telepathic powers.

With her mother getting worse, Alice was nonetheless pleased when a pretty new maid named Fanny came to live with her. Fanny was only 12, but had already earned good ratings serving another family. Then came something of a shock even to Vicki as Alice's father asked Vicki if Alice and Fanny could stay with her while he took Alice's mother to the country. Alice had already taken a liking to her new teacher, and her fame was rampant around the school after her victory against the great Sherlock Holmes. Many of the girls, especially Alice and Connie looked up at her as a hero. Which was exactly what Vicki was hoping for.

Out Of the Mouths of Babes

"Maybe you should take pictures of us all" Sweet Alice had suggested.

Vicki had been teaching British History. Or rather how the British Empire currently managed to hold power over most of the useful terrain on this planet.

"Sir Arthur Wollsey earned his spurs fighting the Sikh's in India before he was brought home to fight the French in Portugal and Spain. It was not until he defeated Napoleon himself he became Lord Wellington" Vicki instructed.

"Arthur learned more than how to use terrain to his advantage in the Mahadras campaigns" Vicki remembered. He brought back an Indian Princess as his mistress, and while he was away in Spain, we ran through the entire Cama Sutra" Vicki fondly remembered.

"Do we have a picture of him?" Annette inquired. And after a few minutes, searching Vicki displayed a picture of the Duke.

"Did they not have dagoreths then" Connie asked.

"No only the rich and important had their picture painted for posterity" Vicki explained. "There was no way for the average person to remember their family"

"Will you remember us" Dusky Nancy inquired.

"Ill'' remember the day I sweep you towards your first orgasm under my touch, sweet little Creole" Vicki thought to herself.

"Maybe you should take pictures of us all" Alice had said. "I have had pictures taken of me by our Nabor Mr. Carroll"

"Out of the mouths of Babes" Vicki said to herself. "Come gateways to their souls"

So the next day when her class of perfectly dressed and mannered little girls trooped in. There stood Vicki beside a brand new black wooden box on a tripod. She lined the class up and took a full class picture. Followed by pictures of each girl with her best friend, hand in hand.

By this time, it was lunch, and the girls trooped off to the cafeteria, except Alice.

"Tell me about the pictures Mr. Carroll took" Vicki inquired.

"First time he just took pictures of me in my best dresses" Alice said.

"The next time he had me wear clothes that made me look like I had been lost in the woods or someone had torn my clothes" Alice said. "The last one did not cover much of me, and I had to wear a blanket between pictures as it was too cold outside"

"How much was covered?" Vicki softly inquired.

"Just a bit of my top and a tiny bit of my thingy" She replied. "Those will be breasts on top someday and between your legs is your vagina dear" Vicki informed the little girl.

" I saw Annette has them on top already" Alice replied.

"The next time he fixed wire framed silk wings to my upper back and had me pose in his garden" Alice surprised her with. "I was very glad it was summer"

"Were you wearing anything else" Vicki hopefully inquired.

"Should I have been" Alice replied.

"Certainly not Sweetie" Vicki smiled.

"Good because he let me keep them" Alice surprised her with. "Can I wear them for you?"

"O" Yes" Was Vicki's only reply.