Operation Scorched Arse - The Woody Back to School Unit

18A Ration of Tongue PieDeborah Morton was sweating. Ms Lawton wasan extremely articulate woman by nature and was ather most expressive when it came to the subject ofmalfeasance. Unfortunately for Deborah her lengthyhistory of mega-minxdom gave the Grand Damecopious scope to wax eloquent. Forced to stand tostiff attention, eyes front and still as a statue Deborahhad no alternative but to chow down on anunappetizing ration of tongue pie.Deborah unfastened the top button of her redand black striped blazer and shrugged it off. She felttotally drained. She felt as if she had been mauled bya mountain lion. The eloquent condemnation of hergeneral misbehavior had seemed interminable andDeborah was almost relieved when Ms Lawton finallystepped out from behind her desk and crossed theroom to the tall-boy that housed her collection ofcanes. But the Grand Dame hadn’t quite finished.Deborah groaned inwardly as she was unexpectedlysucker-punched.