A meeting and a gift

Feeling somewhat stunned by the whole incident, you leave Diana's office, shutting the door behind you. Wanting to clear your head with some fresh air, you turn towards the main entrance intending to take a brisk walk before the orientation sessions.

"Bonjour M'sieur!" a lilting voice calls to you. You turn to see a student striding towards you, her pleated skirt swinging prettily as she walks, showing an expanse of toned thigh. Her black hair is worn in a pageboy cut, framing her stunningly pretty face. She's smiling as she approaches you, holding out a box tied with a coloured ribbon.

"Bonjour M'sieur Watts. I am Gabrielle DuPlessis," she trills with a delightful accent. "I have brought you a present to warm your house. That is correct, is it not? To warm your house?"

"Something like that," you smile as you take the present.

"Hélas, I have not mastered the idioms," she sighs, looking adorable. "Je suis désolé. I must improve. It is why I am here, to learn to speak like an American." She shrugs, and from the movement beneath her pink uniform shirt it's evident that she is braless.

"You speak very well, Gabrielle and with a perfectly charming accent," you smile, enjoying the delicious look of the French teen.

"Alors! M'sieur is teasing poor Gabrielle! That is very wicked!" she laughs throatily. "Très méchant. I must escape before you tease this innocent girl again. Non, non, M'sieur, you must not open it here," she puts a hand out to touch you as you start to pull on the ribbon holding the box shut. "It is a, private present, n'est-ce pas? Not for all to see. Adieu M'sieur."

She gives you a grin of farewell and a quick look of appraisal as she turns and sways away down the corridor, her rump looking thoroughly tasty. As she starts to climb the main stairs she turns and blows you a kiss, winking at you before she disappears.

Shaking your head in amusement, you ignore her warning and untie the ribbon securing the box. Opening it and looking inside you start to laugh.

For there, inside the box, are two cupcakes, carefully iced to look like the pretty breasts of a young girl, the dark nipples stiff and pebbled. On the inside of the box lid the message 'Bon appétit! Enjoy! Gabrielle DuPlessis' is written in cursive script with a line drawing of a contented looking cat above it.