The Arrival
It must be the hottest week of the year. I’ve tried to fix the air-conditioning the whole morning to no avail. Typical! My brain already works at about sixty-four per cent, and I find myself doing a three-person job. This is only my second year as the headmistress at this sixth-form girls' establishment.Of course, the superintendent is nowhere to be found, and the secretary decided to have a summer baby – without any notice! That lucky devil didn’t even look pregnant last year.Not that I’m not...
Crossdressing