“Not good enough, you are to always wear these ‘accessories’ while in my presence – understand?” Mr Simonsfirm authoritarian tone made Christines legs shake a little. As per the new custom Christine stood in the centre of the room, legs slightly more than shoulder length apart and arms tidily folded behind her back, eyes lowered to the floor. Xxnx Mr Simons mentioned that this was to teach her an important life lesson – how to concentrate regardless of any distractions that she may have to face. He noticed that his pets voice getting shaky on the 8th stroke and by the fifteeth her sensed she was ripe and ready as just a couple of tears hit the desk below her body. “Miss Clarke – what is your purpose?” Christine felt his breath over her ear as he quietly whispered in her ear.
