Our First Incident

God the host blabbered on about what was expected of us. I had no idea about the rest but when the host started to introduce individual people I perked up. Unfortunately I had my interest interrupted by someone calling to me.

“Mr. Grant, wouldn’t you be willing to teach this young lady how to tie a tie?” He went on to say more but I lost all interest in what he said. There she was standing beside him, the girl from the plane. Fuck if I thought she was pretty in a glance then hr face had what it took to render me a total moron.

Then from behind me and our foreign exchange student from France who is working in computer sciences, ah.... Teyla something I’m having a problem pronouncing!” So now I had a
first name and here was my perfect chance to impress her with my French and teach her how to tie a tie.

In English, “The best way to teach you is by me getting behind you and moving your hands to tie the most basic knot, the Full Windsor Knot!” I get behind her, reach around and take her arms by her forearms and help her to place the tie around her collar. I don’t know if it was me who was shaking or if it was her. But I suddenly took a step back from her, just in case it was me who was shaking and accidentally pressed my crotch against her.

I move my mouth closer to her right ear, “Tu es si jolie, ma petite chienne!”

My hands directing her to move the piece of fabric. But suddenly she let go of the fabric and turned towards me with fire in her eyes.

“What did you call me?”

I was stunned, I mean I know my French was pathetic, just like my Japanese. But I really thought that I complimented her. Then I learnt beyond a shadow of a doubt that if she was shaking, that didn’t extend to the palm of her right hand. She spun around, lifted her right hand and before I could even register her moving her hand, it smacked the right side of my face.

Fuck she may be a small thing compared to me but the right side of my face stung as if a leather glove struck it. The **** of the smack was enough to make me take a couple of steps to the left

“Hey what the fuck was that for Bitch?”

Rubbing the right side of my face, while all around me were snickering or out right laughing at me. Some even had the audacity to have a phone out and pointed at me and Teyla.