At the principal's office...
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
swp1
"Ok honey," Ms. Maple repliee suddenly apologetic. "Sorry for yelling at you. You can go back to class."
"Thanks," Sandra said smiling innocently.
"Now as for you, little man, you're in big trouble," Ms. Maple beamed down at Phil. "You're coming with me."
"But..." Phil began, but the principal wasn't listening as she walked back to her office.
Once there, she walked over to her desk, plopped herself down in her chair, and dropped onto the desk in front of her.
"Now you can't be disrespecting my girls!" she lectured. She continued for a few minutes, but Phil wasn't listening. "Do you understand?"
"Yes Ms. Maple," he answered.
"Good, now what should I do with you as a punishment? I don't think this has to be made public. It'll hurt our image as a school, but something is in order...."
As she said this, she leaned back in her chair and propped her feet unto the desk to Phil's left and right. He looked in horror as they were twice his size and trapped him between. Ms. Mapel was wearing formal-looking black business heels that matched her suit.
"I know what I should do with you," she gleamed. With that she suddenly plopped off her shoes. Phil barely ducked out of the way as they fell right on top of him. He looked up at the principal who seemed to have no care for what just happened but was enraptured in her idea.
"I've been walking around on these heals all day and could use a good foot rub." Her toes wiggled expectantly.
"Are you sure this is allowed?" Phil questioned.
"Ha allowed?!" she chuckled with a tint of annoyance. "I could have you expelled for sexual harassment! How about if you don't give my feet a rub I'll have you sent to jail."
Does he rub her feet or not?
"Thanks," Sandra said smiling innocently.
"Now as for you, little man, you're in big trouble," Ms. Maple beamed down at Phil. "You're coming with me."
"But..." Phil began, but the principal wasn't listening as she walked back to her office.
Once there, she walked over to her desk, plopped herself down in her chair, and dropped onto the desk in front of her.
"Now you can't be disrespecting my girls!" she lectured. She continued for a few minutes, but Phil wasn't listening. "Do you understand?"
"Yes Ms. Maple," he answered.
"Good, now what should I do with you as a punishment? I don't think this has to be made public. It'll hurt our image as a school, but something is in order...."
As she said this, she leaned back in her chair and propped her feet unto the desk to Phil's left and right. He looked in horror as they were twice his size and trapped him between. Ms. Mapel was wearing formal-looking black business heels that matched her suit.
"I know what I should do with you," she gleamed. With that she suddenly plopped off her shoes. Phil barely ducked out of the way as they fell right on top of him. He looked up at the principal who seemed to have no care for what just happened but was enraptured in her idea.
"I've been walking around on these heals all day and could use a good foot rub." Her toes wiggled expectantly.
"Are you sure this is allowed?" Phil questioned.
"Ha allowed?!" she chuckled with a tint of annoyance. "I could have you expelled for sexual harassment! How about if you don't give my feet a rub I'll have you sent to jail."
Does he rub her feet or not?
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