Right

Shrugging, you flip a mental coin and turn down the right corridor. You pass two doors marked with brass number plaques, then find a third with "Headmistress" on it. You knock, then hearing no answer open the door. You step into an outer office that seems vacant. An open door leads to an inner office.

"Hello? Ms. Naylor?" you call out.

There is a sound from the inner office and a woman appears in the door. She looks at you with a smile, glancing at a wall clock.

"Mr. Watts I assume. You're right on time."

"I had a little trouble finding your office."

"Not to worry, everyone does the first time. Come in Mr. Watts." She gestures with a nod then steps back into her office. You follow her, trailing your suitcase behind you.

"You can leave that at the door. Have a seat," she says, indicating a comfortable looking chair next to a coffee table, then seating herself in it's twin.

"Very pleased to meet you Ms. Naylor, and very pleased to be here," you say with as you sit down. Now that you're closer you see that she's younger than you had first thought, somewhere in her mid thirties. Her clothes have an austere and authoritarian cut to them, but fit snugly over a toned and curved body. She crosses her legs, showing off nicely sculpted calves.

"And we're glad to have you," she replies. "Well let's not waste time. The students will arrive tomorrow, although a few of them are already here. Monday there will be orientation meetings for students, sorted by grade. Here is the schedule. Classes begin on Tuesday. Here is your classroom, and schedule of classes. You will be housed in Faculty cottage 4. Here is the key. You will share it with another Faculty member. A man of course. Here is a map of the campus grounds. Do you have a vehicle?"

"No Ma'am"

"In private, we can be Diane and Brian," she smiles. "Anyway, should you acquire one, there is a parking stall at your cottage. Any questions so far?"

"It all seems straightforward so far."

"There will be a staff meeting tomorrow evening in the Faculty lounge at seven o'clock. It will be an opportunity for you to meet your new colleagues."

"Yes Ma'am," you pause, nodding your understanding.

She looks at you with a thoughtful smile for a moment then takes a deep breath as though to steady herself.

"Brian, I must tell you that I am not in agreement with the decision to bring men into the faculty. The board of regents may believe that male teachers will have a positive influence, but I disagree. I suspect the presence of men will lead to some unhealthy and inappropriate behaviour among the more wilful students."

"I see."

"Do you? I hope you do. I trust that you can behave in an appropriate manner even if some of the girls cannot," she sighed, looking at you with careful eyes. "You are a very handsome man, and I have no doubt that some of the girls will be quite forward with you. They come from privileged families and some of them regard themselves as beyond correction. Some of them, I must say, are very attractive young women. I trust that you can keep them distant." She gives you another smile and recrosses her legs as you nod solemnly.

"I came here to teach Ms. Naylor. That's all I came to do."