A new Teacher in the University.. and a new Spy

Garry stood in front of the big gate and stared at the estate. It was almost ridiculous how nervous he was He was so nervous he'd been up at 3:00 in the morning. Three weeks ago, he had come to Gotham looking for a job and had achieved nothing. And now he was in front of one of the most prestigious schools in the country and he had an appointment. On the internet he had found out as much as he could about the school but there was not much to find out. A guard on the street just checked his ID and as it looked like, the check was thorough. It took several minutes before they let him go in and even then, there was a guard with him. He was led directly into the office of the headmistress where she was already waiting for him.

But the woman at her side was almost more impressive than the dark-haired headmistress. Garry had always had a talent for paying attention to every little detail. Therefore, he was always able to read his counterpart like a book. But what he saw here confused him.

The office itself was a pattern of order. Everything was in perfect order. It indicated that the director was quite meticulous. Many of the books seemed to have been used more than once, and yet not even one of them was stored uncleanly. The desk was structured and clear. This woman was a model of order, discipline and cleanliness. But when he looked at her himself, he noticed a lot more.

The way she sat on the chair was a clear sign of dominance and strength. Her hairstyle was also strict and perfectly tied. The way she looked at him, however, showed him that the woman was just as keen to watch everything he did.

The blonde next to her was in a strange way the opposite of her. Her posture seemed almost restrained, which seemed completely out of place with this physique. She stood at a respectful distance behind the director. Even if her clothing was very well chosen, she could not prevent her erotic charisma. However, the way she behaved indicated that she had a great respect for the director. Maybe a little different.

"Welcome to our school. Please take a seat" Helen smiled friendly and pointed to the chair, but she could not resist a shiver when she felt she had power over this man. Even if it was not the kind of power she desired.

In conversation with him Garry showed himself at his best. Both women asked him very well-chosen questions and seemed to have excellent information about him. Of course, the time after the accident came up and he was grateful that the director didn't drill too much in this difficult time. Understandably she was worried that he had suffered some damage from this early loss, but it seemed that they were both satisfied with his answers.

After about an hour the most important questions were behind him and he had calmed down considerably during the conversation. The fear he had had before had gone. Now that his resume was through, the more general questions came.

"May I ask one more question?" asked the blonde woman who had introduced herself as Karen Starr. After Garry nodded, she smiled at him. "Why didn't you mention that you were here two weeks ago during the riots?" she asked directly out, catching Garry off guard.

"I... don't understand." He said uncertainly.

Helen turned the monitor over to him and he could see a security video that showed him overpowering six thugs and getting a cut on his shoulder.

"Will you explain that, please?" Helen smiled and sat back in the chair. But that smile was so cold it could have frozen the hell out of him.

"These people... we’re trying to get over the wall and yakking about grabbing some of the rich kids and teaching them a lesson." he sighed. "Unfortunately, they were not ready to talk."

"So, you played the hero and defended yourself against a superior force? Sounds almost old-fashioned." Helen laughed amused and a little sneered at, which upset Garry a little.

"Call it what you like, but I will never tolerate the use of weaker ones. It's dishonorable." I'm sure he said that.

"Then why didn't you flaunt that act here if you're so proud of what you've done?" the blonde asked from above. "It doesn't seem as if they are particularly proud of this deed!"

Garry sighed and looked down. "As a matter of fact, I am indeed not. Violence is something you should never be proud of. However, that is not the reason I have kept it a secret here. This act has absolutely nothing to do with my abilities as counselor."

"Wrong! It simply has everything to do with your job here!" Helen said and stood up. Her whole posture was tense and bossy. "After all, this school is not just about students who have been entrusted to us, but also about students who are exposed to constant danger because of their background or their families. Therefore, when selecting our teachers, we not only look for academic ability, but also for a tempered character with the right amount of humility and strength. Let me be the first to wish you all the best. Tomorrow morning at 7:00 sharp, you start work." She said, reaching out her hand to him.

Overjoyed, Garry shook Helen's hand first and then Karen's, the latter having a rather heavy handshake. He left school in a good mood and decided to spend his last money on a very good meal! He finally had a job and was sure that he could look forward to a good future.

When he finally arrived home, he let his jacket fly through the apartment and grabbed his phone. While he started jerking off he dialed a phone number only known to him.

"We're in, mistress!"