"Good morning", he greets Mrs. Olivia and takes the papers from Mrs. Rehn. "This is impressive", he comments at the size of the stack "You can't...
"Glad to hear it." As her gesture suggested, he takes the lead, but merely goes into the teachers office, where they likely wouldn't be alone....
"Good Morning", he casually greets her. "Are you ready to dedicate another day to education?"
Having no reason to keep her any longer he bid her a good day as well and went back to his computer in the teacher's office to arranges shipment...
"Not at all, Ms. Evans." Harry shakes his head. "You are, of course, free to go." He gestures down the hall towards the exit. While he has no...
(that, I entirely missed, only quickly responded to my own stuff after waking up) Harry had little reason to feel guilty; he had gotten rather...
(actually kinda hoped to run into Val and Olivia or something, moving on) "Sexuality is something that must be given up willingly, not as a token...
"You just want to leave? Without even properly cleaning up after yourselves? This is public property, do you have any idea how much trouble you...
Upon request he turns around. "What are your names?", he asks loudly
Harry was not sure what to do if they are just unresponsive. Far from arousal, his feelings were more annoyed and angry. "What'll it be? Not even...
Harry does look back to them again, intrigued. Passing out after orgasm? Again? Was it something in the air, or... More likely drugs. Maybe...
He averts his gaze. "Is that your idea of after school activities?", he faigns some outrage. "You know if the wrong teacher catches you you'd be...
There shouldn't be any more classes this late. Nonchalantly he knocks and enters at the same time. (or at least try to open the door if it's locked)
Public buildings have something eerie about them after sunset, and this school was not different. Still, Harry felt somewhat accomplished. He idly...
"I'll pick you up." he says, "invite you into my home, where... good things can take their time if they do come to pass." He gives her a smile....
Harry nods. "As I said, we have had miscommunications. But alright, tomorrow then, after work. I'll invite you to dinner. I'll prepare something...
Harry shrugs. "I apologize for the miscommunications we have had. On my part on this. I was under the impression that, when you set a time with...
"Her mouth shut..?", he repeats in confusion. "Right, your suspicion of me not having caught a student, but having been involved with her in some...
"Well, then." He shrugs, takes out the bottle from his leather bag and places it on her desk next to her. "You should not drink on school...
(her first name was Bea, i think, that's why I got a bit confused, my bad.) "Patience is a virtue, as is knowing when to act," he tells Mrs. Rehn....
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