Ms. Cartwright had risen from English teacher to school administrator over a gulf of nearly forty years in the system. She loved the job, even if fighting for it had left her a modest old woman with not much more than her job.
When Jen arrived she was pretending to be busy writing a report, but her document, had Jen glanced at it, was a confusing mess of thoughts mirroring Ms. Cartwright's mental state after what she had seen earlier that morning... She ushered Jen to a seat and began with a simple questioning statement, "I suppose you heard that Julie Anderson was sent home sick, today."
"Yes, Principal Cartwright, I had heard that." Jen was forthright, for something of a change of pace this morning.
Ms. Cartwright sighed, "Ms. Anderson had a very, very odd disease that I've never seen before in all my years of teaching. Ms. Anderson said that you were the last person she encountered before she noticed that she had contracted it. We don't know exactly how to deal with this situation just yet, so we are following every lead that we can. Have you noticed anything strange this morning, Ms. Smith?"
"No, I haven't." Jen lied as she very carefully crossed her legs wondering if the small cock bulge would be visible from across the desk.
Ms. Cartwright was on her way to gaining the experience of Mr. Oswald's cock and Jen had just swapped that for Ms. Cartwright's old but relatively tight little dust bowl that hadn't seen action in years.
"Well, that is all I needed to know, Ms. Smith. You may return to your class now."