Whatever Michael wants

Michael and his women walked into the administration building and found the Dean's secretary, a pretty redhead. "May I help you?" she asked.

"Yes," said Michael, "Would you believe we have an appointment to meet Dean Crandall right now?"

"Oh of course," said the seceteary as she looked at a calender pad. "You must be Michael."

"Yes, and would you believe me that all secretaries on campus must work in their underwear, and you are out of dress code?"

"Oh my gosh!" said the redhead. She called the Dean and told her Michael was there. "Go on in," She said as she started to strip to her underwear."

Michael had his girls wait in the lobby, and he entered Dean Crandall's office.

"Hello, what may I do for you today?" she asked. Dean Crandall was in her mid-forties with short blonde hair and nice body with wide hips.

"Hello, Dean Crandall. This school needs some changes."

"What do you have in mind?" she asked.