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"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 have done this in just a night, can you?" (some more details on the public use one? and what's in it about students still attending school? I can also...

"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. "The document, I asked you to arrange yesterday - Have you had the time to complete it?"

"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 for the piece he finished the day before. (copypasta from the few posts above) He goes home, frustrated on how the day ended, but nonetheless he...

"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 reason to keep her, the way she overexplained her presence seemed suspicious. Therefore, albeit already telling her to leave he asks: "Have you had...

(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 loud with them, and maybe only looked at them for a moment too long before giving them their dignity by averting his gaze. "Ah, my apologies, Ms...?", he...

(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 to gain something or get out of trouble." Harry gives them both detention. First of all having them clean the entire classroom, and report to him back...

"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 are in?"

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 a coherent word of apology? I will have you suspended. Dress yourself and clean up!" He shouts at the still conscious girl, trying to rattle her into...

Harry does look back to them again, intrigued. Passing out after orgasm? Again? Was it something in the air, or... More likely drugs. Maybe something to make sex feel better and in general more horny. They were not teens anymore, that initial hormonal rage should have died down, but this school...

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 suspended, or expelled entirely!"

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 wanders the halls while thinking of his plan and how to put it into action.

"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. "You seem stressed, I hope I can help you relax. Not take away the magic of what could be a lovely event." Waving her goodbye he leaves. (unless stopped)

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 that will mix well with the bottle. Would that be agreeable?"

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 the demand for a drink, you were inviting me - yet you are busy. And again just now when I said that I may keep it, I was hoping to hear you offer that...

"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 way. Does that mean I get to keep the bottle?", he asks.

"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 grounds", he advises her and then moves to leave again.

(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. "And, you have your order, albeit it being one administrative task and a bit of celibacy." (detail her sexual history with signature. A compromising...