Her New Job

The door opened and a tall, imposing woman stood there. The woman was 6 feet tall. She wore a White blouse that seemed to cover her muscular body. She wore a cream-colored skirt and black high-heels. Her mousy brown hair was fiercely pulled back in a tight pony tail. She had a long nose and thin lips but prominent cheek bones. "Vanessa," I assume.

"Yes, and who might you be?" said Vanessa.

"I might be your Parole officer or, Lieutenant Watkins or I could be your worst nightmare and you'll address me with 'yes, Ma'am,' or 'no, Ma'am. Understand Bitch??"

"Um, yes, Ma'am?" said Vanessa, unsure of the situation and still in disbelief.

"You better shape up, Bitch. We have a full day today. First you're going to teach a simple class for the kids and then...."

"Are you kidding me?!" spat out Vanessa. "That's in the..."

"Do not interrupt me!" said Lieutenant Watkins, "I can make your life a living hell or I can make it worse!" She leaned in and put her face right up against Vanessa's and spoke slowly: "Do...you...understand...me?!"

Vanessa swallowed hard. "Yeh...yes, Ma'am."

"Good!" the Lady straightened up. "You remind me of those stuck-up girls I put up with in high school. A couple of them ended up face first in the commode thanks to their snippy attitudes. I hope you won't be like that."

"N...n...no Ma'am," said a now scared Vanessa.

"Good, I think I'll let you know what else is in store after you be good to those kids."

"Yes Ma'am, What do I have to teach them?" she asked in an arrogant, but bored tone.

"Loose the attitute" The lady said "You'll be supervising them through an art lesson, they have all the equipment they need"

"Um, can I change clothes?" asked Vanessa. She could not imagine how horrible a classroom in this neighborhood could be.

"No, you should have thought of that before you got all dressed up like some snotty suit to do community service. You can lock your purse up in here. This is my office, and no one messes with it. I'll show you to the classroom."

Vanessa left her purse in the spares office, and officer Watkins grabbed a key to open the door, and led her out, and down the sidewalk to the only classroom. Vanessa saw a couple of abandoned cars and homeless people, and stray dogs were crapping on the sidewalk. They arrived at the park where the class was being held, and Vanessa saw the cinder block stand of Classroom. The outsides were scarred with graffiti and trash was littered around it. As they got closer, Vanessa could start to smell the foul stench coming from the nearby toilets and the kids screaming from inside.

"Been a while since those've been cleaned," said Watkins with a smirk. "These kids get me most of the time, so it'll be a good treat for them to have some..........fresh meat to teach them"