As you gaze your accommodation for the first time, you gladly realise it's old English style. Happily your eyes follow the decent decorated stone walls. Some book shelves invite to read at the bureau on the west wall. A screen follows, blocking the view to half of your large bed to the north. The room is large and even a cosy couch area with Victorian chairs and tea table found its place at the eastern wall to the right.
There your attention is immediately caught by a sitting pupil. Surrounded by a golden halo it seems her long hair falls almost forever over her shoulders. Shyly her eyes avoid inspecting you to obviously, but that leaves you to marvel her fine features.
"Mr , I would like to introduce you to Miss Holly Stevenson."
As Holly gets up, you realise her hands holding an iPad that rested on her lap. The dark blue school blazer was not created to make her look more grown up you notice. Somehow her well-proportioned traits together with the long hair make her incredible female, supported by the profile of the school uniform. The pleat skirt nestles along her slim legs till, just above the knees, black stockings take over the task. At least till they end in unspectacular black loafers.
"Is it true that you designed the cloth of the pupils?"
The question just popped up in your mind and you use the excuse to watch the girl from a distance.
"In fact we have a proud tradition in design, . The girls have the chance to created almost every garment by themselves."
Your new supervisor sounds proud when she talks about the school. Giving her a smile of accordance you appreciate her business suit as well. Were these top buttons already open when you arrived at her office?
"Maybe you want to have a closer look at your present?"
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Holly. I will be your new Physical Education teacher Mister ."
As you both shake hands it becomes obvious that you are more then a head taller then the girl. A light breeze of unobtrusive deodorant fills your nose while you adore her.
"Nice to meet you Mister , I welcome you heartily in the name of all girls from the Swift Private College for Young Girls."
"I prefer to keep a more personal contact to my pupils. Since we are going to live together in this venerable institute, would you please call me ."
As Holly stands in front of you in her tidy school uniform you are looking forward to your job more then ever. It sure was worth all the effort to join this exclusive sphere of private schools for troubled ladies.
Awkward silence fills the room as you almost get lost into ice blue irides. It seems the girl can't hide a saucy smile and you realise that both ladies wait out of decency for you.
"Now let's see, I noticed this iPad you are holding in your hand Holly."
"Yes Mister ", the girl teases you with a side look to her head teacher.
"Pardon me - I mean: . With this device you have access to our school wide WiFi. You will be able to see all official school files with this - and only with this."
Your pupil really gets into the topic and explains in detail how the software works. Casually this allows her to get close to you. Holly leans against you and you are tempted to take your arm around her. Miss Robertson looks proud at her eager school girl and seems to comfort both of you to get more in touch.
"That's the basic functionality of the database - but there is even more! We decided to provide you as our new PE with some additional content. All girls worked together to provide some personal information about likes and dislikes. We even managed to shoot some pictures in our leisure time for you."
As Holly shows you how to access the information via a link, you realise how proud she seems to be of this. When you look back on the pad her own profile is open. Her picture catches your attention first, since she only wears a completely white swimsuit. As Holly puts it on full screen you are puzzled. Not only the striking smile in her perfectly illuminated face but you get a very immediate impression of her upper body. The fabric lets not only assume her delicately petite breasts.
"I appreciate your work Holly, but don't you think such - let's say - private information shouldn't be on the internet?"
"I beg your pardon but this is only on the intranet. You won't even be able to copy it to a different device, thanks to our hardware encryption."
"Thank you very much for - providing this in depth details."
"It even get's better the further you go", Holly mumbles conspiratorial and winks, "we all gave our best."
"Well then, I want to give you my biggest thank you for the pad", you reply over to Miss Robertson.
From one moment to another the atmosphere seems chilly. Both females look at each other and then back to you. Before you even got a chance to find out what is wrong, your new head teacher reacts sharply.
"Did you really say 'Pet'?"
Helplessly you feel how you turn red and can't speak. Embarrassed you only raise the iPad and point at it. Now laughter fills the room and you feel like an complete idiot for a moment.
"Sorry , I feel like I need to explain this to you. Indeed the iPad is property of the school and not the present. Actually I wanted introduce Holly as your personal assistant. If you don't mind she will be always with you for the next fortnight."
"Please accept our idea ! So many of the other girls wanted to do this but I outrivaled them all."
"What should I say about so much kindness", you answer overwhelmed, "what else then: only if you start to call me ."
At ease since the official part went well, everybody is in a light mood and takes a seat at the tea table in your room. As you pick the arm chair the others sit down on the couch. Holly looks curious at you and barely can hold back a question. |