The Head

As you enter through the door you are met with the Head's back turned towards you. She's stood looking out of her office window with her hands on her hips. Closing the door behind you Mrs Le Feurve turns and welcomes you with a gentle smile.
"Good morning, I hope my office wasn't too hard to find, its easy to get lost here" she says sitting down on her recliner chair.

She has slightly tanned skin, and black hair which reaches just above her shoulders, her pinstripe shirt is undone just enough to see the top of her cleavage and reveal a few freckles around her chest. "Please take a seat" she says throwing her legs onto her desk and crossing them, "excuse me for the lack of professionalism but ill do what I want in my office" she yawns.
"Its okay, you can do what you want, your the Head" you reply. Her slender legs are covered with black sheers and you estimate her height to be around 5'6. "Correct you are" she smiles.

The conversation ranges from a brief history of the school to past grades and inspections. Throughout the whole of the conversation she constantly flexes her toes and rub her legs together making a subtle rubbing sound, your positive she's not doing it on purpose as throughout the conversation she yawns and stretches. You try not to stare but the constant flexing of her feet draws your attention, "as you can see i'm quiet laid back, but that dosen't mean you can fuck around. Don't let these good looks fool you, inside and outside of this office I can be one horrible bitch, so don't cause any trouble and I wont cause you any trouble" she says this with such a gentle smile but you can see in her eyes she's deadly serious. You can only nod and reply a simple "yes" as she continues to convince you to be on your best behaviour.

"Am i correct in assuming you've heard about some of the females in this school?" she asks nonchalantly, "um yes I have" you reply embarrassed, "great then I don't need to explain, you seem like a smart kid" she sighs. After a few more minutes of conversation she swings her legs down and walks towards your chair, "and with that your free to go". Before standing up your stare down at the floor to check out her feet, you cant see much detail apart from the white painted nails which oppose the black sheers. "Oh you noticed? I went for white today. I take great pride in my nails" she laughs, feeling caught out you feel your face redden, " Oh er yes, they look nice" you say standing up, Mrs Le Feurve blushes slightly,
"why thanks, they look nicer when I haven't got sheers on." she says smirking. Walking to the door she opens it signalling for you to leave, "Hope your first day is great and welcome to St. Herma". "Thank you" you stutter still feeling embarrassed.