Chapter Seventeen: Time for a Story (2)

~ Katherina Pov~

I couldn't believe my eyes as I quickly pulled out my phone and took several pictures of them. After a minute or two, after both lovers had properly exchanged saliva, they pulled away from each other and the secretary was the first to walk away. Staring at her and she was more beautiful with her long brunette hair. Next was the old man who came out like he just took a leak somewhere inside as he walked towards the same direction, his lover just went. They were both going to board the train. Did they have the same destination?

Quickly I tagged along, got a ticket and soon the train was speeding away. I moved up my coach line, seeing his bald head sticking out like a lollipop on the beach. I checked around for his secretary, his lover but she wasn't in this carriage. It was time to get to work.

I pulled out two items from my camo pants, and stared at both of them. Which do I choose ?

The first in my left was the ash tray of the principal which the golden haired boy had given me to use and blackmail his principal so he doesn't get suspended or expelled. If the principal refuses, then the item would be sent as a gift to the parents forum whom would immediately seek for his replacement. And in my right was my phone, that even possessed a better blackmail material, of him kissing his secretary. The parents forum would definitely consider it an improper relationship. But there was an issue though with the material on the phone, the secretary was bald and the woman he was kissing wasn't. I hope he doesn't think of that.

I decided to go with the original blackmail material giving to me. If it didn't work, then I would move with the second.

"Hey Mister, I see you dropped something " I pointed at the item on the floor as the man stared at me for some seconds, my beauty charming him, before he looked towards the floor and slowly picked up the item. He had a look of realization, as he quickly looked at me, his eyes searching mine, wondering who I was.

"Looks familiar right ? I bet it had also gotten a taste of all your blunts?" My smile was wide and slightly cheeky like a high-school girl. He stared at me for some seconds, completely silent before dropping the tray on the floor, the item making a clattering noise.

"Not mine, sorry."

"Huh!"

I stood behind wondering what to do next as he turned his back towards me.

"What do you mean it's not yours ?"

He didn't respond. Even though my voice was lowered, I knew that he heard me.

"I know you smoke in your office everyday, I know you break the school rules all day just to satiate your cravings."

Slowly he turned towards me, as a smile formed on my face. He looked at me like I was a mad man before he slowly spoke. "Who are you again ?"

I was slowly losing my patience. My prey didn't want to act like one.

Breathing in and out for a few seconds as he had his full attention focused on my heaving bountiful chest.

"You like the view? I bet its better than your secretary own."

It took him a lot of seconds, almost a full minute for him to connect the dots, and a shocking realization hit him.

"I have got photos of you and her kissing after you both left the school."

Lowering my head to his ears, I whispered the rest of my words.

"She's got a lovely long brunette hair....I wonder why she goes bald to school."

He stared at me with horror in his eyes before slowly speaking to me.

"What do you want ?"

I smiled. I got him where I wanted. I stretched my hand, running my index finger across his shoulders, and down to his chest.

"I need you to not suspend the....two boys whom you asked for their parents tomorrow. " Oh gosh! Why didn't that brat tell me his name!

"No, no, no...you can't order me around or influence my decision."

I pulled out my phone and showed him the pictures which immediately silenced him.

"Now if you don't do what I asked for, you won't be in a position to decide anything."

I looked at his bulging throat with a wide grin as another ball of saliva travelled down quickly. He was afraid of saying 'No'. He was afraid of 'losing his job'. He was afraid of 'Me'. I had wish to think.

We heard the blaring sound of the train which signified an incoming stop and I quickly looked at my latest victim.

"What do you say ?"

He took a deep breathe before accepting his fate.

"Okay then "

"Good boy." I rubbed his head affectionately like I was his lover, his mistress ans his queen. His body tensed, my lips curling into a wicked smile.

"And yeah I need a hundred for my travel back."

I asked him with the tone of a brat who had him wrapped around her finger and could care less if he was going to walk back home after giving me his money.

Quickly he gave me the money, feeling an eagerness in his action and I wondered if it was because I rubbed his head. Men like that huh?

The train stopped and the principal disappeared faster than a mole, while I was left to myself, just laughing and recounting our interaction. I quickly got down from the train and took a return train back to my neighbourhood.

"What a cheap way to make money!" I laughed loudly as my actions attracted disapproval looks from those around me. I couldn't care less.

"Golden haired boy, time to pay up." I smiled, walking towards the bakery.

"A note for you young lady."

I stared at my Dad, his expression unreadable, but I could sense some anger in there.

"One man came, said he gave you a job and wants you to report back to him."

"Okay Dad, so what got you tensed ?"

"This." My old man said as he passed the small paper to me. Written in a fine artistic penmanship was the sentence; The Sensual Night.

"That brat"

"I know right, that brat!"

My father echoed my words as we both stared at each other before suddenly laughing .

"You know I will kill him if he lays a finger on you."

"I know you will."

We both laughed again, like it was normal to admit he would kill any of my admirers who would have to move unto the next step with me.

I paused and turned towards the golden haired boy who was smiling like a kid with a new set of toys.

"And that's it . Do you need the pictures ? And yes, I left the ash tray behind."