A Life in the Day of Rosemary Booker - The Woody Back to School ...
A Life in the Day of Rosemary Booker - The Woody Back to School ...
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A <strong>Life</strong> <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Day</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Rosemary</strong> <strong>Booker</strong><br />
<strong>The</strong> ma<strong>in</strong> build<strong>in</strong>g <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Woody</strong> <strong>Back</strong> <strong>to</strong> <strong>School</strong><br />
Unit is a red brick Tudor mansion that was orig<strong>in</strong>ally<br />
built by some fat cat loan shark who made his fortune<br />
sponsor<strong>in</strong>g pirate ships <strong>to</strong> go <strong>of</strong>f <strong>in</strong> search <strong>of</strong> Spanish<br />
booty. It is an enormous build<strong>in</strong>g with four w<strong>in</strong>gs that<br />
are connected by a labyr<strong>in</strong>th <strong>of</strong> hallways and staircases.<br />
When I first arrived at <strong>the</strong> unit I used <strong>to</strong> get<br />
lost <strong>in</strong> this bewilder<strong>in</strong>g maze but now I know it like<br />
<strong>the</strong> back <strong>of</strong> my hand.<br />
Katie’s lair is <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>to</strong>wer at <strong>the</strong> corner <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
north w<strong>in</strong>g. Even stretch<strong>in</strong>g my legs it will take almost<br />
ten m<strong>in</strong>utes <strong>to</strong> get from <strong>the</strong> Phase Six land<strong>in</strong>g <strong>to</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
lair. Runn<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> corridors is strictly forbidden and<br />
attracts a manda<strong>to</strong>ry visit <strong>to</strong> <strong>the</strong> library for six <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
best. I speed-walk without break<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong><strong>to</strong> an actual<br />
risky trot. It is not that I am <strong>in</strong> any hurry <strong>to</strong> be<br />
slippered but I know that if I am even a few seconds<br />
late Katie will write me up for tardy time-keep<strong>in</strong>g and<br />
give me an extra few spanks.<br />
I hurry up <strong>the</strong> stairs <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>to</strong>wer. On <strong>the</strong> very<br />
<strong>to</strong>p land<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> area has been re-modeled <strong>in</strong><strong>to</strong> two<br />
<strong>of</strong>fices, <strong>the</strong> Grand Master’s vast study with views<br />
over-look<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> sweep<strong>in</strong>g Sussex Downs, and Katie’s<br />
lair.<br />
I approach Katie’s door and knock. I feel an<br />
unpleasant tighten<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> my s<strong>to</strong>mach as I wait <strong>to</strong> be<br />
summoned.<br />
Katie is seated beh<strong>in</strong>d her desk with her feet<br />
on <strong>the</strong> table and her bumbags on display. She is<br />
dressed <strong>in</strong> a crisp white uniform that she leaves<br />
unbut<strong>to</strong>ned enough <strong>to</strong> display her shapely breasts.
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