Unofficial School Business

CAESAR “Yes, Ooh…sttt…moaned the executive Chief of Staff at the local school district in the Greater New Orleans Area. Caesar rests his hands on the top of his mistress head, he leans back on his mahogany wood desk knocking his monogrammed name plate over hitting his cell phone, which commits to dialing, his last call, his wife. Caesar was no playboy, but he had become quite content with his double life. He became a smooth operator and learned to juggle two women just fine. Caesar, very pleasing on the eyes, was about 6'3, caramel complexion with naturally curly hair, compliments of his Hispanic father. Caesar wore thin square shaped glasses, creating a very studious look, which the ladies loved. He looked a lot like Rick Fox with glasses especially in Fox's younger years. Now, Caesar's mother was a more of a mocha color with long thick curly hair, which she now wears natural like Diana Ross unlike her younger years when she wore straight hair like Pocahontas. Cathy Stemmingway was a retired principal as well as a member of the Senior Staff in the local central office. Cathy was well known within the public school community and very proud of her son who is noted as one of the youngest educational executive who earned a second in command position in the local school district. “Yes, right there, right there” as Caesar releases the stress from days filled with tiring and stressful community meetings that was plagued with heated, frustrated, and emotional community members as they watched their beloved childhood schools be renamed and restructured and appointed to people from all over the country. Everyone seems to know what to do with the local youngsters, except for the locals. “You liked that?”. “Hello! Caesar!” Glazed with ecstasy, Caesar stares out of his 4th floor corner office window where the parking lot looks more like a car dealership. “Yeah, Yeah, baby, I do, you know exactly what to do with those soup coolers of yours. “You too stupid” I'm serious “C” you never take me serious as Lynn squeezes her lips and droops her eyes like a Slow Loris, the animal with the biggest and cutest eyes. In her baby voice she says, “well when will I have some alone, alone time with you”, as she grabs and straightens his tie. “In due time, you know my situation. Don't worry, we will spend more time. Well actually I'm not sure if YOU will have time for me”. “What!” Lynn shouted with a bit of astonishment. “Well, I didn't get a chance to tell you. This school year is quickly approaching and Frank Moore has announced his retirement and I was thinking that you would make a great principal at Washington Middle School”, Caesar informs. Lynn stared into space until she began to crack a cynical smile. “Really, Bae, are you serious? When do I start?” Caesar continues to explain to Lynn how she needs to wait and be patient. “Nothing is official. Just give me some time. Let me take care of all the preliminaries. We would post the position and I'll let you know the next steps,” Caesar explicated. Lynn moves in closer to Caesar from behind lifting her leg around his as she caresses his neck with her lips and she grabs his chest with both hands. “I hear you baby. I appreciate you so much. You are always taking care of me.” Lynn murmured. What they say about down south has some truth. A lot of people have acquired positions on their backs, on golf course, at restaurants, and coffee shops, etc. It is even rumored that board members promised hopeful administrators positions if they worked their campaigns. “Mr. Stemmingway you have a call on line 1”, uttered Cherry. “Thanks, Cherry”, voiced Caesar. Caesar looks at Lynn giving her the goodbye eye. “Ok, I'm going”, Lynn spoke. “Good day Mr. Stemmingway” in her proper business voice. Lynn uses Caesar's stainless steel 8oz coffee mug to refresh her lip stick, then she stands to straighten her Ann Klein's mini skirt and button her matching suit jacket while grabbing her clipboard and brief case. As she heads to the door, flashing a flirtatious smile Lynn says, “Have a good day Sir”.