You will have seen the introductory account of the Gibson Girls…
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Our dear Mr.Gibson has inspired me, so I am going to write a story….
From the mists of time walks a solitary figure, Mr Gibson returns from whence he came. He leaves us a gift by a tree…
…the enigmatic Mr.Gibson leaves, before I have chance to speak to him. Gone! It is how he is, as a contributor on my blog, there one minute, gone the next…I often wonder where he goes, now I know. Allow me to explain.
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I walk to the tree, to find a girl, attractive and shapely. I know that she is a Gibson Girl, she is instantly recognisable from the images he gave me, and the naughtier ones that I have subsequently found myself…
If you have not read the above account, let me elaborate just a little. The original Mr.Gibson was Charles Dana Gibson. He had a group of girls, his stable of muses, of whom he drew fantastic pieces of art.
Portraying the ideal women of the day…
Many were portraits, but not all were innocent, many were like these, kissing.
The girl before me was a drawing, …yes you read that correctly, she was a life size pen and pencil drawing of exquisite quality…but alive. She stood up, blinking, looking around, then she saw me and gasped, and slowly transformed into a real girl. She stepped back, and started to change back into a drawing again. She stepped forward, and once more the transformation began. Four steps forward and she was solid, a real woman.
It dawned on me then.
Mr.Gibson was a time traveller. It explained everything. No wonder he always brought me stuff I had never seen on line before.
The girl had an envelope, and held it out, towards me. Of course, the only thing to do was take it, but first, allow me to digress, I need to mix something else into the time travel equation.
We have covered, (briefly) time travel, to continue we now have to dabble in the occult and magic.
You see, the drawings of Charles took a life of their own.
The real life accounts of the girls have been historically written about over the years. Dabbling with Ouija Boards, and the Spirit world like Arthur Conan Dole, and were often seen quite fascinated with them, using them quite openly in the grand parks of London.
To cut a long story short, rumours were rife, the favourite story being that the real life girls controlled their images, in Victorian Seances, and like Mr.Gibsons room of spanking curios, they took place behind red velvet curtains via crystal balls.
Sound fanciful? Silly? has Asa Jones gone a bit weird?
No.
Consider the most famous of all of his works of art….’The Weaker Sex’, seen here…
Can you see the poor little man they are prodding with a hat pin? Very often in his bottom it is said, which made the girls laugh uproariously as he jumped about holding his cheeks in pain.
You see, they beguiled men with their beauty and charm, with promises of what was to come in their boudoir. Their is a word for it, to beguile someone, to seduce someone with beauty and charm….is to inveigle them.
Bear with me, a few more lines and all will make sense.
I took the envelope from the girl before me, and read it eagerly. It was a copy of the above drawing, and written on the back in beautiful copper plate writing was this…
“I, Mr Gibson, the friend who brings you gifts from yesteryear am that little man in the drawing! I am asking you to help me get revenge! The reason you do not see me very often, is because I have not mastered the difficult art of staying for very long. As you allude to in your blog, I tend to vanish. It is just as annoying for me. Help me get revenge Mr. Jones, please, I implore you.
Fondly yours….
Mr.Gibson.
There was also an address. An address of a book shop in London, I have instructions to go to room five, and proceed to the book case to the right of the window. On the top shelf I will find a special book, hidden behind the row of books, flat against the bookshelf’s oak back..
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This is the girl I saw before me, that night in the mist.
This is the girl who stood before me in the mists of time. She told me her name is Katie Gibson
I have locked her up!
It is time for his revenge. I believe him, and having seen her change from a drawing into this lovely creature before my very own eyes, I am finding things easier to believe….anyway, back to our adventure.
I investigated the book shop, and sure enough, I found the book, a rather naughty book from Mr.Gibson, you will see images from it soon. There were some risque Charles Dana Gibson artworks, real ones, not prints, signed, pictures… and a little note. It read…
“Everyone believes them to be innocent mysterious beauties, with a penchant for the spiritual world. It makes them quite enchanting, I myself was enchanted. She will protest her virtue, but show her these and tell her I have hundreds, and unless she complies with your wishes, I will take them to ‘The Times’, the scandal will rock the whole world.’ The secret of what really happens behind red velvet curtains will be out, they will face disgrace!”
These are the pictures, the secret pictures of the Gibson Girls…
I went back to confront Katie Gibson, and true to his words she changed from Victorian Innocence to a Victorian Harlot within seconds…
She lifted her skirts, and opened her legs and split back drawers, and said…
“I confess to magic, I confess to imprisoning Mr.Gibson, I confess to prodding his bottom with a sharp pin, you can fuck me if you like Sir, but please, stop him from doing what he says.”
I refused….for now.
I offered her another way to keep the pictures hidden.
Her payment to Mr.Gibson begins here…
Revenge Number One, The Birch.
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Revenge Number Two – Bent over as a schoolgirl
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Revenge Number Three – The Piano Stool
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more to come…
Asa
What an intriguing tale. Looking forwards to more
Oh I am glad, I know it is a bit strange and thought it might not get an comments, thanks ever so much :o)
Priceless, priceless
Astonishing too………..