Hurry and answer the door

It’s too early for anyone to be visiting for anything normal. Something must be wrong. Your clothes are unwearable, but you need to move. You yank the sheet off the bed, wrap it around yourself, and hurry out. There’s no discussion. You might not be officially in charge, but if something’s going on, you need to be the one to deal with it.

You make your way downstairs, turning on the lights and going to the front door, which is secured with several big locks. You open them to find someone unexpected on your doorstep.

Of course, you know who Ms. Griffin is. She’s the dean of the college of sciences.

She’s Professor Austen’s boss. You don’t know her personally, but you’ve seen her around. She’s your mother’s age, naturally blonde and naturally pretty, but she wears heavy eyeshadow and wears a look that always comes off as aloof. She’s no athlete. Her body is soft, but you remember finding it odd that she’s not married with curves like those.

This morning she’s dressed as she would be for work, looking very nice.

Her expression is the same as always: calm.

“Oh,” you say, clutching your sheet. “Dean. What brings you here?” You’ve never heard of her acknowledging CCL’s existence, let alone visiting. You know nothing about her, but to be dean at her age, she must be like you: ambitious.

“Good morning,” she says with a smile.

“Morning. What’s going on?”

“Well, all my people are gone for the holiday. I had to make sure that my students were OK,” she replies, as though it should be obvious and that this is all very normal.

There’s nothing normal about this. Your brain puts it together in a heartbeat. She knows about last night. Did Officer Lang tell her? Or Professor Austen?

And she’s here to… you notice that she’s not looking at you, she’s looking past you.

You turn to look, and four heads vanish around the corner up on the landing. All the girls were just up there peeking.

You’re naked except for a sheet and it’s cold and windy, but not so cold and windy that she won’t notice how you reek of pussy.

She’s obviously here to probe for information. The question is… what information does she not have?

Invite her in?

Or keep her outside?