Persuasion

You know that Samantha might not have the same last name as her mother.. that could be a dead end. If you get caught trying to steal the information I'd be the second time today.. not good. A few short days ago you were a virgin, just getting by day to day with your friends. Now.. you were a capable slut.. with skills. It is time to let them shine.

You take a deep breath, open your mouth, and.. nothing comes out.. you still don't have it.

"I'm sorry if you are going to just stare at me, you best be on your way." She says confused.

"Could.. I.. wait for a my ride in your office?" You manage to get out a sentence.

The vice principal sighs, "yeah alright come on." She motions for you to follow.

You both head back into the large hallway, up a side staircase, and down another hallway. You see her look to the left before the final room. She's scoffs at a large office with a sign on it, counseling session come back later. The plague on it reads "Principal Walker."

You follow the vice principal into the very last room. It is very small, a large desk fills most of the space with books and papers cluttering anywhere you walk.

"Sit," she orders. You try your best to sit but there is hardly room.

"So.. this is cosy," you say trying to break the silence.

"No it's awful and you know that," she says bitterly. "I give and give to this school and this is all I get."

You remember the large principals office, "the principals office is quite big."

The vice principal looks at you with some considerable anger, "lazy, good for nothing. If I had her job ugh."

Her anger fills the tiny room. You are out of ideas, you need Samantha and Rachel's house address. Time for broke, "what if.. I umm.. so you want.. I could.. blow you?"

The vice principal looks up with confusion and mold shock. "Blow me? I'd be fired so fast, are you seriously suggesting that? I'm not some horny teenager ugh like principal walker." Her thoughts have trailed off, "I know for a fact she's fucking students.. but she'll lock her door and claim "privacy.""

"She could be fired?" An opportunity has arose. "Maybe.. I could unlock the door.. and you could catch me with her?"

The vice principals anger and confusion is replaced by genuine thought. "And why would you do that for me?"

"Maybe as principal you could.. slip me Samantha's address?" You ask carefully.

She thinks hard again. She starts to mutter, "you'd go in, unlock the door, I'd catch you and then I could be principal?" Some silence, she peers at a calendar on her desk, more silence. "Deal."

"Address first!" You blurt out, maybe you could make a run for it instead.

She thinks hard again. "Ok but I'll be right outside the door, if this doesn't work. I'll personally turn you into police."

"Deal."

Without looking up she scrolls through her desk computer and comes up with "Samantha Givens, 62831 Turner Lane."

You stand up, brush yourself off, and step over several piles of books into the hallway.