Ms. Morgan

The door burst open and in walked Ms. Barkley. "Morning Ms. Morgan." Amanda Barkley said her voice filled with sarcasm.

"Good Morning Ms. Barkley," Maggie answered, the two of them had never gotten along. Ever since Maggie was made principal, they had battled over just about everything. The previous principal, Mr. Abrams, Amanda had wrapped around her finger and basically got everything she wanted. Maggie stopped that and it's been a fight ever since.

Maggie was trying to maintain her composure. She was sitting behind her desk, naked from the waist down and a **** to two of her students. Now the one person in the entire school who would love nothing more than to ruin her career or even worse to have something to hold over her, was sitting across from her.

"So Ms. Morgan, have you found me an aide yet?" Amanda Barkley spat. "You know I put in my request over a month ago and the funds were approved almost immediately. What in god's name is taking so long?" She continued.

Maggie took a deep breath and slowly looked up at the intimidating athletic director. "I'm glad you stopped in today, Amanda. I think I've found someone that will work. She's my daughter, Denise." Maggie stated.

"Your DAUGHTER, you think I'll hire her? You have the balls to think I'll let you put a spy in my department so she can report to you every little thing I do? Are you fucking crazy?" Amanda Barkley spat, the venom in her voice sent shivers down Maggie's spine.

"Please Amanda, It's not like that. I know we've had our differences but I'm not interested in spying on you. In fact I think you're exactly what Denise needs. Please hear me out." Maggie explained. She wanted her voice to be more assured, but instead she sounded like she was pleading.

"Oh no, just exactly why should I believe you, you have been trying to get rid of me since the day you started." Amanda barked.

"Please, I have her resume right here, just take a look. All I'm asking is you give her a look. I'm not asking for any special treatment, in fact I'm asking just the opposite. I think she is making some bad choices and needs some discipline. I think you are just exactly what she needs." Maggie hated every word but she had ****. The last thing she wanted to do was turn Amanda Barkley loose on Denise.

Maggie reached into her brief case, pulled out Denise's resume and held it out to the scowling nemesis sitting across from her. She waited for her to reach for it but Amanda just sat there with a scowl on her face. Finally, Amanda extended her arm but didn't reach across the desk.

Amanda realized that something was up. She was very good at reading people and situations. There was no way Maggie Morgan would offer her daughter to her without something forcing her. She knew she was in a position of power and wanted Maggie Morgan to know it too. So she waited for her to reach out and hand her the resume.

Maggie was stuck. She couldn't get up, if she did, Amanda, her enemy would know she was half naked. She held out her hand a little further, but Amanda didn't move a muscle. Finally, she rose slightly and reached as far as she could, trying not to expose her nudity.