A fellow teacher

“Oh! I’m so sorry!” Courtney said after jumping at the sight of another teacher.

“Oh, excuse me.” The woman replied. Courtney noted her similarity in appearance, not looking quite as old as some of the other faculty members she’d seen before. The woman stood a little shorter than Orlov did herself, she had dark brown hair which was neatly held up in a pony tail, and her choice in attire was also very similar. Courtney also couldn’t help but notice that she too seemed to have little time to dress, seeing as her blouse was halfway buttoned, the straps on her bra were slipping down, and her skirt was not zipped up, the woman pulling it up slightly.

“I’m new here. I’m Dr. Orlov, psychology professor. You wouldn’t happen to know where my class might be, would you?”

“I don’t know. I’m also new. I am Dr. Blake.” She stuck out her hand to shake, her other arm holding a clipboard. Her skirt slipped another inch lower. She blushed, not knowing the full extent of her exhibitionism. “Um I think you could try the elective wing. It’s a long shot, but that’s my best guess.”

“Oh, ok. Thank you.” Courtney shook her hand and hurried along. She read searched for rooms without a teacher in them. She glanced through nearly every window until finding one.