Mrs. Browning meets him after classes

The hypnosis had left a subconscious urge for Mrs. Browning to follow David's requests. When classes let out, he slipped away through the crowd and found Mrs. Browning locking up. He touched her arm as she turned to face him and her eyes met his.

"Meet me in the basement." Then as quickly as he'd touched her, he was gone.

She made him wait fifteen minutes. He was guessing that she was stuck trying to leave the building, with the growing urge to do as he commanded and follow him down into the basement. She had always looked down on him, because he had never been good with algebra. He decided he would make her pay for making him wait.

He turned on the lights when he heard her high heels against the wooden steps.

"Mrs. Browning?"

She paused, half way down the stairs and squinted at the tungsten light of the one bulb that now illuminated the concrete space. "David! What is it you wanted to talk about?"

"The school board let me start a math club down here and I wanted to talk to you about it." He said.

"Oh, I umm, I didn't know you were such a big fan of math." He caught a hint of sarcasm in her voice and smiled with the knowledge he would soon punish her for that too. She squirmed slightly where she stood, oblivious to his malice. "Would you like me to help at all?"

He smiled. "Actually, yes, I was wondering if you could..."