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Sorry about the absence. I hope to be back by September 15 October 6, with a full explanation. Or, at least, a decent excuse.
There had been five other students training with Banny, but two had dropped out yesterday. Because of the high turnover, the Worthy Ones didn't even really consider any of the other trainees as gonners. The most senior now had only been there a little over two weeks when Banny started.
Because all the students worked at different rates, Kaylin set up a cyclical lecture schedule. Depending on when you started you may learn about how to redline undesirable clients in the first, second, third, or last week. But you would learn it.
Surprising, Banny did well. He was never in the military or college, but he had the childish immature attitude necessary for higher learning. Popping two aspirin for his hangover and washing it down with two cans of Mountain Dew, he pretended to listen to the lecture.
After, as the other students filed out, Kaylin asked Banny to stay. She frequently asked a student or two to stay. This wasn't unusual. The student might run out a little later, in tears. That too wasn't unusual. Kaylin walked around from behind her desk, sat on it. "O'Herlihy, could you come here, please."
Banny tried not to giggle. She sounded so much like Slipslap on Otaku! The cartoon, not the live-action, and the English version, not the original Japanese.
"O'Herlihy, did you read last night's assignment, Sexual Harassment: What it is, what it isn't, and why you'll probably get sued anyway? Good. According to Stenkis vs. Everybody if a man is wearing a white shirt, can a woman who has authority over him be accused of sexual harassment?"
Banny thought for a moment. Was this a trick question? "Only if he is wearing an undershirt. Otherwise, he falls under the Asking For it clause. Hey, I'm wearing a white shirt and no undershirt. I'd better be careful, huh?"
"O'Herlihy, you are aware that I can expel any student, any time, for no reason. You're doing surprisingly well, but if you want to stay in my class, I am going to need a little something from you." She took off her glasses, slipped off her suit jacket. Slowly she undid the top button of her blouse.
"Wh-what?"
"A ten-thousand-word essay on the history of sexual harassment in real estate. With footnotes and bibliography. On my desk before class tomorrow. Oh, and would you turn down that damn thermostat when you go, please?" Ten thousand pages, that should be enough to make him suffer without getting rid of him too soon. Damn, but it was fun to make them suffer! Banny headed for the door and Kaylin thought, Mm mm, nice butt on him!
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Jessica Mirko, the main secretary, had invited Lissa for a quick bite after-work drink. Cutter's had the cheapest drinks and the worst food on Beacon Street. Lissa watched Jessica drink. For someone so quiet, she certainly could drink.
Jessica wore a shirt with wide arms-holes. In this heat, with work done, she had unbuttoned the top buttons. Lissa realized, I'm trying to peep her as bad as any man. Only Lissa was looking for a tricryptogon symbol.
"Melissa, mind if I ask you something?"
Ohmigod, she caught me peeping! "I was just looking at that piece of lint on your blouse! I swear!" Okay, now she thinks I'm a lesbian and a liar.
"What?" Brush, brush. "Did I get it? Thanks. Melissa, you're Lizzie's friend, right? Now, Lizzie's the greatest person in the world. She helped me so much I can never pay her back, and she'd never even dream of asking me to." So far, thought Lissa, you're reading my lines. "But I need to know... when she hired you... is she looking to edge me out? Give you my job? It's okay if she is, I just want to know."
"No, no. Don't be silly. The only reason she gave me this is I needed a job. You've seen how she needs you. Believe me, Jessica. This has nothing to do with you."
"Thank you. I know I being a bit silly. It's just... I have so much invested in Panderson, so many plans for the future. If it were all to go wrong now..". she squeezed her glass, and it shattered.
Lissa stared at Jessica in fear for a moment. As Jessica apologized Lissa asked, "did you cut yourself?"
"No. I don't usually get cuts from something like this."
"Yeah, I'll go... go get some more napkins." She backed away, keeping her eyes on the quiet little secretary, until she bumped into someone, then turned around and went to the bartender.
Jessica watched her. She thought, Mm mm, nice butt on her!
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