Personal Assistant

" May I be your personal assistant," you ask covered in fear. She smile and reverts back to her former self. "Good, I have many slaves, but few minions," she actually smiles genuinely. She hands you five hundred dollars. "Go get a good black suit, black shirts and black ties. This will be your uniform. The professors and deans are my slaves. Hands off! Tell them the order is from me, and they will obey. The students are just students. You can create a little harem of girls, but they are a privilege. You will follow my orders and do them yourself. If you don't I'll make you regret it, because I can override your control over them any time I want. "Get it"

"Got it," you replied

"Good," she replied curtly. "Report back tomorrow at 6am and be dressed properly."