Disciplined

Once again, here I was sitting in an administration office all because of a “Frog’. Christ you think by now I would realize to keep my distance from anyone who speaks French! Just like the first one, I should have let my hands do the talking for me.

As it is, all she has done since we were sent here was to flap her lips, instead of just shutting the hell up.”Why did you insult me by calling me a female dog?” Fuck I know my French is bad but i don’t remember calling her a dog! I mean she’s no Hollywood star but i wouldn’t kick her out of my bed, at least not until I was done fucking her that is!

Then she hit the problem on the head, the little nipper is looking for a solution that doesn’t make the university look like the bad guys in what happened. She followed that up by telling me her sob story and for some strange reason thought that I wanted something from her to say this was all a mistake just so she could stay.

Fuck! I could tell her what to do but knowing the way my luck had been going, I really thought I would wind up in jail for disrespecting a female.Then even before I realized what I said, I found myself looking at her, the tie still hanging around her neck but not tied.

“Oh for fuck sakes, prove that you can learn something- tie your fucking tie!”

She shut up, looking at me in shock but suddenly her hands moved in the same pattern that I moved them earlier. It wasn’t a perfect tied tie, the tail being about two inches longer than the front piece, but she could tuck it into her waistline and no one would all the wiser. (a very commmon problem that even i had!)

She just stood there, as stunned as I was, looking at me for some kind of approval. Then the words flowed out of my mouth. “Well you need a lot of practice, but that was damn good for your first solo attempt!” I couldn’t believe that my words brought a slight smile to her lips. Not such a terrible sight in my opinion!

“Okay tell you what, you just go along with everything I say and don’t try to correct what you hear coming from my mouth and we should be allowed to continue with probably a reprimand!” I could tell she was slightly confused, so I simplified it for her, “I’m going to tell them that we had a foreign cultural difference that neither of us understood!”

No sooner did I stop speaking than Principal Uzashi came in and took his seat behind the desk. I didn’t wait for him to say anything, launching into what happened between us. Maybe she didn’t believe me when I said I would take all the responsibility, but as the words left my mouth, she just stood there with an expression of how sorry she was on her face.

When I finished Principal Uzashi just sat there, his hand clasped together in front of him on his desk, thinking about what he just heard. Then he spoke, “Perhaps that is how one handles a situation where you two come from, but here in Japan the way you both responded is unacceptable!’ He paused, then continued, “Perhaps the pair of you spending time together in public will give you a proper perspective on how we Japanese would handle a similar situation. I propose a two day observation period then a written report to be submitted by each of you will suffice!” Then a waved motion of his right hand and we were dismissed.

We both left him in silence. When out in the hall, I turned to her. Christ now I had to spend two days with her and write a report, when the hell were I going to learn to keep my big mouth shut.Worse, I had to be seen in public with her! Then sarcastically!

“Happy now?”