Barbara smiled as the slight boy made his way towards the passenger side door. Clearly, this was going to be easier than I thought. Jesse's walk was initially hesitant, but with a quick glare from her green eyes, he hurried his pace. The vice-principal was careful to hide her smirk as she entered her car after him.
"So, young man," Barbara Jacobs began, settling in and buckling her seatbelt. She turned her eyes towards the fifteen-year-old, fighting the urge to glance at his feet. "There are several ways we can proceed." The truant boy tried to avoid her piercing gaze, but Barbara would have none of it. "Look at me when I am speaking, Jesse Cartier."
The black-haired boy's eyes met with hers, and Barbara could feel the anxiety beneath them. He was continually wringing his hands, and a slight, subtle tremble of his lip revealed his fearful thoughts.
"Please, Ms. Jacobs, I didn't mean to..." Barbara held up a single elegant finger, silencing the boy's excuses.
"As I said before, Jesse, there are several ways we can proceed. Normally, truancy is a mere suspension," she spoke carefully, watching Jesse with a predatory gaze. "However, truancy on the first day? Before the first class?" Barbara shook her head with a disappointed flourish. "That is grounds for immediate expulsion."
Jesse shuddered involuntarily. "Ex... expulsion?" His bright blue eyes were beginning to tear up, and Barbara almost felt a pang of guilt. "But my mom... she went through so much to get us here..." His voice was on the verge of cracking.
"However," Barbara intervened, and Jesse's face snapped towards her.
She smiled as gently as she could. "However. I can make alternate arrangements, provided you accommodate my wishes." Barbara paused, savoring the eagerness in the boy's eyes. "Anything!" he nearly shouted, his tears quickly drying. "Anything you ask, Ms. Jacobs! Just, please don't tell my mom."
Oh, but of course, Barbara thought lustily. No one will ever know about our activities. The vice-principal reached out with a welcoming hand, and Jesse eagerly shook it. She smiled with ruby-red lips.
"I will do what I can to prevent the expulsion, young man, but this will require concessions on your part. You must not speak of this incident to anyone - anyone. Including your parents, your siblings, your friends... if anyone found out that I prevented this expulsion, then I may very well be stripped of my position." It wasn't true of course. A Jacobs' word was law around this town, and no one would dare question her actions as vice-principal. Still, Barbara felt a little guilty about lying to Jesse. But the ends would justify the means, she thought. Particularly if those ends involved a certain boy's feet.
Jesse nodded solemnly, unaware of the true nature of the agreement. "Of course, Ms. Jacobs."
"Well then," Barbara smiled. "It's agreed. I'll drive you back to my chateau and we can discuss the precise nature of your concessions."
The boy shot her a quizzical glance, but quickly looked away.
"Ah yes," the vice principal muttered, gently slapping her forehead. "I can make some calls about you from my chateau, and this way, no one will suspect that you were off school property." It's also where I can begin my domination of your feet, Barbara thought absently.
Jesse seemed appeased, if a little uncertain.
Barbara placed her keys into the ignition, and began to pull away from the wooded area. But she was somewhat distracted during the drive; Jesse's long term prospects would have to be considered. Just how long could Barbara keep him? She was certain he would stay quiet with threats of expulsions, but sooner or later those may become useless. After all, Barbara did plan to do some very unusual things to his feet. Soon, however, the BMW reached her chateau, which was...
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