Ask Cassandra To Make Copies.

I shook my head at her. At least she was eager to please. “If you are so eager to help perhaps you can make copies for me?” I dug into my bag and pulled out a questioner I had printed up for the students I would need to see. Granted I had copies already but not enough for the two hundred plus female students that I would have to interview.

“Okay.” She smiled as she happily took it and headed back out stopping at the door. “You want me to close the door?”

“Leave it open.” I replied shaking my head. I wasn't expecting anyone but if someone did show up I wanted to be available to them. I guess I had an unofficial personal assistant rather I wanted it or not. I smiled as she closed the door behind her and I opened one of the boxes and looked through it for her file finding it near the back. I pulled it open to see a head shot of her paper clipped inside. I pulled it open to see a head shot of her paper clipped inside showing her lovely smile across her lips while her bright green eyes sparkled with warmth, framed by long lashes and delicately arched brows. Her ginger hair fell in soft waves around her heart-shaped face sprinkled with light freckles across her nose and cheek.

She was a straight A student which was no surprise with the exception of a B in physical education. She had gotten a perfect attendance award last year. I saw she had one a few awards from various academic clubs including chess and mathematics which showed intelligence and reasoning abilities. Sadly I didn't see anything about her being a member of any other clubs which would promote social cooperation such as drama club, band, choir or even cheer-leading. I would guess she was more into one on one relationships as she did not seem unfriendly to me or Mrs. Brooks but had a problem with the girls her own age in the hallway meaning she might see girls her own age as immature and preferred the company of older role models showing a possible desire for maturity. I made a few notes about her being friendly and eager to help others as well as being mentally mature for her age.

I put her file back in the box then carried the box to the filling cabinet as I opened it and put the files neatly inside then grabbed the other box and did the same. The files were already organized by A to Z but I would have to refile them later once I learned more about the girls. ms. Wilde would probably end up in my suggestion for an academic path before marriage to increase her value or at the very least a marriage to someone who would allow her to seek a higher education.

I set my satchel on the desk pulling out ink pins and such setting them inside the holder on the desk as they made a clattering sound. I pulled out file folders and plopped them down on my desk and organized them into neat stacks.

I grabbed my medical bag out of the chair setting it up on the desk as I heard the clutter of medical tools inside as I set it aside. I reached in and pulled the collar out turning it over in my hands and making sure the sensors were working properly.

“Knock knock.” I heard a knock at the door and glanced up to see a lovely redhead woman standing in my doorway. She had her lovely crimson locks in a loose flowing ponytail with the exception of a few straw tresses that ran down either side of her glasses.

She walked over with her hands in the pockets of a lab coat she wore over her voluptuous body. The pristine white coat hung open, revealing a red silk blouse hugging her large, full breasts. The low neckline of the blouse peeked out from beneath the lab coat, revealing a tantalizing expanse of creamy skin. Her deep cleavage pressed against the crimson fabric, each breath causing the silk to shift and trace the mesmerizing valley between her ample mounds. The soft, rounded curves of her generous bosom strained against the material, creating a provocative outline beneath the partially open lab coat.

A snug black pencil skirt clung to her wide hips that swayed as she walked, the hem falling just above her knees. The tight fit accentuated the curve of her hips and thighs, creating an hourglass silhouette as the material seemed to stretch to allow her room to move.

Black stockings sheathed her long legs, the sheer material adding a glossy sheen to her skin as her legs crossed one in front of the other while her feet were encased in sleek black four-inch stiletto heels that elevated her height and **** a subtle shift in her posture. The towering heels accentuated the curves of her calves and thighs, drawing attention to her long legs. Her hips swayed with a controlled sensual rhythm as she walked, the heels adding a graceful yet powerful element to her gait. The sharp leather clicked against the floor with each deliberate step, echoing in the room.

“Hello. I am Nurse Hart and you must be Mister Chase. It is a pleasure to meet you.” She said offering her hand as I stood up to greet her.

“The pleasure is all mine Nurse Hart.” I smiled taking her hand admiring her short yet neatly polished clear finger nails which made sense given she was a nurse. I raised her hand as I did a little bow as kissed her hand.

“Well aren't you charming.” She smiled and gave my hand a small squeeze before letting her fingers slid from my grip. “Guess that is how you beat out over a hundred applicants for the job.” She teased then glanced past me at my desk. “What were you working on when I came in?”

“Something of my own invention.” I leaned over and grabbed it and then held it up offering it to her.

“Kinky.” She smiled turning it over in her hands and glanced up at me over her glasses as she grinned playfully. I felt a little flush in the cheeks. I was at a loss for words, my prepared explanation forgotten. The way her eyes sparkled with mischief behind her glasses only added to my flustered state.

“It's not like that.” I grinned shaking my head at her. It measures the vitals in a persons neck and relays it via blue tooth to any device. It can measure blood pressure, heart rate, and oxygen saturation in the neck as well as monitor body temperature and breathing in the throat. It will replace the need for blood pressure cuff, heart rate monitors, pulse oximeter, thermometers. Granted I need to make it slimmer still for long term use as it was still a little bulky but my original design fit into a medical neck brace.” I hoped to make it slimmer so it could be worn for longer without discomfort to record data over long periods of time to monitor a patient for changes in blood pressure that could be the result of a neurological condition or even detect difference in blood flow on either side if the neck to warn of a possible stroke.

“Surprised you do not have a tracking device on it so no one steals it.” She said handing it back.

“I may for patient tracking if I can but I already have a patent on the tech. I just need to prefect it before I can market it.” I shrugged. Luckily I had no shortage of girls here to test it on here at the school and perfect it as well as make improvements. Even if it never caught on as a medical device it could be used as a lie detector as it tracked and recorded fluctuations in the vitals in real time as long as it was on.

“Well I can not wait to see if it works. I have been getting boxes in all last week with your name on it. Stuff that you had ordered and sent to me.” She smiled.

“Good. Hopefully everything I asked for.” I nodded and put the collar back in my medical bag. Unfortunately there were a lot of testing we could not do here at the school but I could send off the test off to a lab and had already contacted different places to see who could handle the volume the school needed.

“Why are you using both a mouth swab and urine kit? I gathered the urine is for **** and pregnancy testing but why the mouth swab also?” Mrs Hart asked as she walked around the desk and sat leaned back against it with her bottom kissing the edge and she leaned back on her arms

“DNA screening to see what conditions the girls are prone to before they ever become a problem. If one of the girls has a genetic predisposition to certain health issues, we can identify potential risks early before they become an issue as well as complications for genetic disorders. Think of it as predictive medicine to monitor problems before they arise.” I smiled. Not to mention it could be used in the match making criteria. If a woman had a chance of heart disease I wouldn't want her marrying a man who's family had a history of heart disease because there children would be more likely to develop problems. It was essentially eugenics practicing selective breeding though most people would frown about it being used in humans.

“Maybe we should do it for all the students and not just the seniors then.” Miss Hart leaned back more as she thought.

“Lets get through the seniors testing first and I will push for the younger girls to be tested as well. I am sure I can convince the principle and the board easily enough why it is in there best interest.” I smiled at her. I had a lot of work already on my already but once I got the medical test out of the way she would be free to do all the test on the other eight hundred plus students at the school.

"Oh good you two have already meet." A voice said. I glanced up to see Principal Strickland. He was a short man maybe in his fifties with a widow's peak of gray hair. He pushed back his bifocal glasses, drawing attention to his beady gray eyes. His gaze swept the room before settling on us, and he absently straightened his tie as he approached.

He wore a well tailored dark gray tweed three-piece suit that fit his compact frame well. A navy tie hung straight against his collar. The small silver pin on his lapel caught my eye – the university fox insignia. A burgundy pocket square peeked from his breast pocket, and a silver chain of a pocket watch was just visible across his vest jiggled as he walked. Oxford loafers carried him across the floor with a soft tapping sound before he came to a stop before me and offered his hand. “Good to see you Mister Chase.”

“You as well sir.” I said shaking his hand, he had a firm grip for his age.

“So finding everything well enough and settling in?” He said as he removed his glasses and began to pulled up a clothe from his pocket and began to clean them.

“So far so good but I haven't gotten my feet wet yet so I do not know.” I shook my head.

“Well don't worry to much. They are just teenage girls.” He chuckled.

“That is probably what he is worried about, they can be scary to the uninitiated. Don't worry I will come along to protect you.” Mrs. Hart mused as she laughed under her breath and ran her tongue across her lips to wet them.

“Thanks.” I smiled and shook my head at her. “Oh, I have this for you sir.” I said thinking of a file I needed to give him that we had discussed and handed it over. “The food menus we discussed.”

“Right.” He nodded sliding his glasses back on and took it then read it over. It was essentially an minor over hall of the lunch program focusing on healthier eating without going overboard.

Mostly it would start by providing healthy options with foods such as fish, lean chicken breast, salads, and whole grain breads of for lunch. Large breakfasts on the weekends with egg whites, whole grain toast, and oatmeal served for breakfast with a banana or oranges as well as milk and orange juice that would provide high energy but would not be fattening to discourage snacking throughout the day on weekends when they could easily fill up on junk.

Protean intake was increased between meals throughout the day for muscle mass and energy. Bread would be limited to one meal a day either in the mornings or at lunch and were either whole grain or sourdough. An increase in dairy for breasts growth and bone health. Nuts and seed options in the snack machines instead of just junk food like chips. The catch was for the food to not only be healthy but also taste good which is why most diets failed after a month but I had provided recipes to find a balance of the two and my plan did not require eating healthy all the time while balancing bone density, fat, and muscle mass. I wasn't about to start encouraging green vegetables that the girls would hate at every meal or ask for removal of snack machines from the campus.

“You were not kidding I see. I will run this by or cafeteria chef and see what changes he can make.” He nodded and closed the folder. I wondered if the term chef was a honorary title for some lunch lady or did they have an actual four star chef working in a cafeteria which would not surprise me.

“May I?” Nurse Hart pointed to the file folder.

“Be my guest.” He smiled and handed it to her. I saw the old man looking her over as her did before turning back to me.

“I suppose you finished the workout program for the gym teacher as well?”The principle gave me a smile.

“Yes sir. A five minute low impact routine that can be done at the start of ever class. I can improve it after the girls have worked on their stamina.” I nodded. I was sure the girls got plenty of exercise but were not targeting the body parts they needed to. A woman with a heavy set body might need a more cardio intensive workout then a slender woman who would want to build mass but both needed stamina. Until I got to know the girls I wouldn't be able to suggest different programs so for now I was focused on tightening and firming. “I thought I would share it with the coach this afternoon during the cheerleading practice. I figured that was why you scheduled for us to meeting this afternoon.”

“More or less though I thought you would talk about it first and met the girls. Our cheerleaders are more focused towards competition then cheering on other sports teams. We came in fifth in nationals last year which earned us a few new girls who transferred from other schools to be on our team during their senior year so we hope to do much better this year. With your help of course. Of all the girls they always sell for the highest prices.” He smiled and laughed patting my arm.

“Plus we have to give them a look over. The cheerleaders leave the school more then any other club and are the most desirable girls. We had a chlamydia incident last year when some of the girls in the dorm got it.” Nurse Hart shook her head.

"Yes that." The professor smirked as if embarrassed by the incident, a slight flush creeping up his neck. His fingers drummed nervously against the edge of his lapels under his jacket. "Luckily those girls graduated and we have doubled our precautions since then and several of the PTA moms travel with the team now." He cleared his throat, breaking eye contact for a moment. The tension in his shoulders suggested there was more to the story than he was letting on. I was sure he had more then a few angry parents though to be fair I was sure it had been some girl fooling around off campus under her parents watch. We talked for a bit about what responsibilities I would be taking on. Mostly she be assisting me when able but on anything regarding the seniors I had senior authority leaving her time to deal more with the under class men as needed.

“Hey I got...” Cassie said as she popped into the door put stopped speaking when she saw the principle and Mrs. Hart. Holding the papers to her chest with both arms as if she was afraid she might drop them. “Oh sorry I didn't mean to interrupt.”

“What are you doing here Mrs. Wilde.” The principle asked as he adjusted his glasses.

She looked a little like a deer in headlights so I quickly spoke up. “Ms. Wilde was kind enough to offer me help after she showed me to my office when I arrived so I asked her to get me copies made. You get enough.” I asked as I walked past the professor and took the stack.

“There is fifty like you asked for sir.” She nodded handing them over as they were still warm from the printer. I had a feeling Mrs. Brooks had done the actual coping as they looked to be already correlated and stapled by the printer. If not I had choose the right person for the job as it showed an effort most girls her age would not have done.

“Thank you sweetie. Though you will need one for yourself. Be sure to answer every question, if you don't know an answer ask your parents, and return it to me or Nurse Hart tomorrow.” I smiled and pulled one off of the top handing it to her.

“Right. I will.” She smiled as she took it and glanced over the first page. I wondered if she read any of it whens he was getting copies.

“Thank you for helping out Ms. Wilde.” The principle said in a chipper tone.

“Of course sir.” Cassie nodded her head. It seemed she was more talkative and interactive with me then the principle with whom she was more curt and quit.

“I should get going.” The old man smiled. “Mrs. Hart please show Mister Chase around and help him as much as you can.”

“I will take good care of him sir.” Mrs. Hart nodded. The old man waddled off reminding me a little of a penguin as he moved.

“So what is this?” Mrs. Hart said as she walked over and took one of the questioners.

“Just a questioner I need the seniors to fill out. Stuff they may not feel comfortable telling me in person or I may not think to ask. A lot of it is just about there medical history plus I attached a letter asking parents to send anything we may not already have.” I shrugged and walked over setting the stack on my desk.

“Do you need help with anything else Mister Chase?” Cassie asked as she bit her lip cutely.

“No I think that is about it for now but I appreciate the offer and I am sure I will have more you can do later.” I nodded my head.

Suddenly I heard a soft chime of music over head and then a soft woman's voice. The melody echoed through the room, causing Cassie to pause and look up. "Good Morning all students, please report to your home rooms in ten minutes." Her words rang out clearly from the ceiling speakers. The music resumed playing after the announcement, its gentle notes filling the brief silence that followed. Cassandra glanced at the clock on the wall, then back at me with a slight frown.

“You better be running off Mrs. Wilde or you will be late for roll call.” Mrs. Hart smiled at the girl and patted her on the behind with the folder she was still holding..

“Right Ma'am. On my way.” She nodded and turned on her spot causing her skirt to twirl and rise up showing her thighs for a second. She put her hands on her backpack straps and skipped out toward the door stopping at the doorway. She turned back to look at me and raised her hand then wiggled her fingers. “Bye Mister Chase.” She gave a little wave as she exited and turned down the hallway.

“Some one has it bad for you.” Mrs. Hart teased as she cocked her head and looked at me.

“What her. She is harmless. It is just an innocent crush at most.” I shook my head and turned tot he papers on my desk.

“Here I thought you were smart. She may look cute and innocent but that is how they get you. It is always the quit ones.” Mrs. Hart came up behind me and pinched my ass.

“Hey now.” I jumped from the sudden surprise and looked at her as she smiled slyly. She was a character.

“Shouldn't you be in the nurses office encase someone needs you instead of tempting me? Not that I do not mind the company but I hate to keep you from your patients.” I shook my head at Mrs. Hart.

“The door has a ring-cam. If anyone presses it I get an alert on my phone so I can respond to emergencies even if I am at lunch. Plus campus security has my number so I can go to the student if needed in an Emergency. It's why we picked Mrs. Gates class for your big reveal right down the hallway. I can come with you but still be close in case a student needs me.” Mrs. hart gave a little shrug.

“Convenient.” I gave a nod.

“Speaking of which you should come check it out if you plan to work in there. You can collect whatever you need before first period unless you want to give me a list.” She smiled.