Operation Scorched Arse - The Woody Back to School Unit

Operation Scorched ArseDeborah rolled her eyes and groaned. Sheslowly stood up and struggled passed her seatedchums. At the end of the row of seats Mitch the Bitchwas positively glowing with delight.“Gotcha,” she gloated as Deborah approached.“And by the way, your tie’s undone,” she cackled.Deborah groaned again.Deborah ran her tongue over her lips. She hadbeen standing in disgrace at the front of the hall foralmost ten minutes. She had done her best to looknonchalant but from the way she kept pursing her lipsand drumming her fingers against the sides of herlegs it was clear that she was nervous and agitated.Debs’ heart began to pound uncomfortably asshe heard the click-clack of heels in the corridoroutside the hall. Momentarily the doors swung openand the first members of the Brass entered.The first wave barely paid her any heed,although several of the liberals, including DottyHammell, Pauline Gascoigne, Stephanie Powell andJane Lummell threw her sympathetic smiles. The lastof the Brass to enter were the Wart and Patty Hodge.They strode purposefully towards her.“Oh you’re going to make Ms Lawton’s day,”gloated the Wart. “I hope she thrashes you so hardyou can’t sit down for a week.”Deborah did her best not to flinch.Patty grinned wolfishly and reached into herjacket pocket. She produced a red card and waved itin the air.“Morton, Phase 5, red card for zero-tolerancecollar and tie abuse,” she announced gleefully. “Make