I left the threat hanging in the air and waited until I saw her body start to tremble beneath the burqa, and then I curtly dismissed her.She obediently rose and left my office. As she went through the door, she gave me one small hand signal, very discreet, a brief outward stretch of ring finger and thumb with her left hand. It was our private signal for a playful, mocking, "I'll get you for this" laugh. Ah, the things I do for my video public.The rest of my work day was packed. There was my rescheduled staff meeting in the late morning, a working lunch with the Sheep Guild, mutton of course, a review of Holy court nominations in the early afternoon, health care budgets after that, and finally an early working dinner before evening Prayers with the station commanders of the Guilds in the transportation keiretsu. I surprised them by flying in a banquet of fresh crab and lobster from Aleppo and shore points north. They seemed very happy with it.I have so much power here, and there is so. Harrison, before making my decision." I told her."I'd expect nothing less from you Mr. Crothers, but would you be opposed to helping her out in the meantime?" She asked."That would depend greatly on what she plans to teach." I answered honestly."I'm not sure what Miss. Harrison's agenda is, but if at any time you are uncomfortable with something you could always just return to your study hall class." She offered."In that case I'd be more than happy to continue helping her this week." I declared."How about you Tiffany," Principal Morris asked?"I think I am of the same mind as Brian on this matter. I need to talk with my parents as well before making a final decision, but I wouldn't be opposed to helping her out in the meantime." She replied.Compared to last week today had been pretty much anticlimactic. We unfortunately missed all the excitement with Derek, and Principal Morris's offer, though somewhat enticing, still made me feel like we would somehow be betraying Miss Harrison if we.
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