Always the Ulterior Motives

[Tamara Sulik]

It wasn’t a great job to wander the corridors and make sure a bunch of hormonal teenagers didn’t act like a bunch of hormonal teenagers like to act but it was her job and Tamara wouldn’t let anyone claim she was slacking at it. Tamara felt bad for leaving Priya all alone but she also tried to remind herself of her job to do. She felt bad for turning her down. Had she paused a moment, she might have wondered why she felt sorry, since she barely knew the woman. Oh, she was nice, she would not deny it. But she was still a stranger to her, it wasn’t like she had to turn down the offer of a friend or something so good it would be criminal to say no to it.

Then again, around this time of the day, it wasn’t like she had much to do. She had been doing this long enough to know when she had to work and when she was more likely to spend her time at her office, counting the minutes. She could skip away for a little while. But alcohol... no matter how tempting, she should probably not.

Guilt for turning her offer down was not the only thing she started to feel. And Priya was trying real hard to keep Tamar’s attention to herself. Normally, she wasn’t that into women. But she was not immune to flattery. No matter who gave them to you, it felt always good to see you could spark up desire in someone. She arched her eyebrows at the woman’s comment. She doubted anyone would believe she spent some time with her as part of her job. She wasn’t even sure her job included taking care of the staff members, international or not. “I could check around, see if anyone knows about the basket that was taken. But I should probably bring those back to the office first,” she said, holding the bags of coffee she came here for.

[Priya Kaur]

Hmm, not outright attraction, but more... curiosity. Priya could certainly work with that. It was interesting to see her work through things. Tamara clearly cared about her work, which was almost surprising to Priya. All that dedication, to this school? To this environment? Really? Still, it was somewhat admirable.

Well, at least Tamara seemed agreeable. "Of course,' said Priya, sounding almost surprised. "I wouldn't want to deter you much longer from your actual task. Would you like any assistance in the matter?" Priya looked to the bags. "I do feel as though I owe you something, after all the bother I've been. Well, in addition to the drink, I suppose," she laughed at that, as though she'd said something silly. It probably didn't help that she was starting to get some feedback from her power, which unfortunately happened when she used it just a bit too much.

[Tamara Sulik]

Tamara felt no real bond to this school. If she had to, she could probably leave it without feeling too bad about it. But she refused to be taken at fault when she considered she was doing a good job. She chose this job and she would make the best of it. It was not the career she dreamed of as a kid, then again she never had any set in stone plan for the future, but she chose it and she wouldn’t get fired for not committing enough. She needed her space when not working and she might have an attitude sometimes but she didn’t think any of that deserved being fired over. So yes, in a way, she supposed she was dedicated to the school.

“Oh, you’re no bother,” she assured. If she could lie to students about it, she could tell a half-lie here to Priya. “You’re not the one who made me place baskets at every door. I can’t believe they had the wrong count,” she said. She didn’t seem to realise that, in order to be agreeable to the woman, she just insulted the administration of her school. It was unintended. She had no idea where it came from and was not even thinking about finding out why it was so but she did want to please Priya in some way.

She smiled at the woman. “I would love that drink. I often think I could use one during breaks but I don’t dare having any in here. I don’t even know if they would allow me to have some in my dorm room.” Again, why she was talking against the school was beyond her.

[Priya Kaur]

No bother, excellent. Priya was tempted to add a little more emotional impact to that, to perhaps present herself as more of a pleasure to have, as opposed to someone to just spend a few more moments with. However, she held back for the moment, knowing that she'd also want to be at least a little aware of herself if she was going to do this well.

Priya nodded at the statement, nodded and waved a hand. "Please, don't worry," she insisted, knowing that she was repeating herself. She offered up that smile of hers, nodding. She then rose. "That sounds most splendid. My room is right this way," she gestured and nodded, even adding a little laugh. "Then you can see the missed basket for yourself, so you know that I wasn't simply making up an excuse to meet such a charming woman as yourself."

Yes, lay it on just a little thicker. Maybe  slide a little lustful sensation at that, make Tamara shiver, if nothing else. Though once Priya had a little alcohol in the woman, and got her alone...

[Tamara Sulik]

Tamara did seem to realise her words might not have been the wisest. She didn't choose them well and it sounded like she judged the administration badly. She had no problem with the way this school was run. She might complain sometimes when she was given tasks she didn't think she signed for or when she had a lot more work than normal days but she still did it. She just needed to grumble a little. She thought it was perfectly normal and even healthy. At least she was not keeping everything bottled down until it blew up. And she believed she was having the right attitude with the students. She was not yelling at those who accidentally flooded a corridor or set something on fire. She was not systematically forcing them to clean up their mess with a toothbrush before sending them to detention. In the end, she was more than fair.

She nearly told Priya that she knew which room was hers but she stopped, more because the woman spoke again than because she realised it might not be something to point out. “Oh, I never thought that you did that,” she assured Priya. She felt like she needed to correct the woman however. “I’m not really... I mean, I’m touched you consider me charming and everything but I’m not really into women,” she explained. She didn’t want Priya to think this drink meant anything more than having a drink with Priya. She was sorry if the woman thought it might mean more but Tamara believed she should be clear on this. She believed the other woman was very beautiful. She also exuded sexual energy Tamara might not be as immune to as her words might imply. But she didn’t think she would succumb and even if she did, it would not mean anything.

Tamara obviously loved men too much to be anything but heterosexual. That being said, there were some women who just couldn’t leave anyone indifferent, not even straight women. She believed Priya was one of those. But Tamara also believed she had enough self control. That did not stop her from following Priya to her room.

[Priya Kaur]

{okay, please don't take this as my attempting to eject from a thread: You know lurv posting with you. I'm just trying to finally get Priya's threads all wrapped up, and I think I can essentially end this here if that's cool with you. Then I can finally retire this bitch}

Priya heard the words, though she could also feel Tamara's own roiling emotions and hormones. oh, how many times had she heard those words? I'm not really into women. It came not only from poor confused women like Tamara here, but also from boys who didn't quite realize what they wanted yet. Priya was sex, and everyone wanted that. It was simply a matter of making them aware of that, and that was certainly one thing that Priya could do quite well.

So she smiled. She gently caressed Tamara's hand. "That's perfectly alright. I won't make you do anything you don't want to do," Priya practically purred the last few words, smiling and nodding to Tamara. She walked past the woman, heading to her room, letting her hips sway. The things they would do there would be quite interesting indeed, the sort of things that would likely best be left to the drunken imagination.

And left only as further addition to the legacy that Priya Kaur intended to leave behind at this fine institution.