Dr Ryan
I remember the day that Dr. Ryan became our new assistant principal like any other major memory. Even more, I had no idea what was to happen a month later. On her first day, I popped in to say hello and introduce myself. She was on the floor kneeling, which alone woke me up as much as any cup of coffee could. She wore a bright pink pantsuit, dressed for business. Her blonde hair in a tight bun. However, as she knelt deeper under her computer desk, I could see the black string of a thong sticking out of her well rounded behind. I backed out of the office and lightly knocked.. That shocked her, I could tell. “YES?!” she answered in a fairly sharp tone. I could tell she was frustrated. I came in again and extended my hand. “Hi, I’m Mr. Gordon, one of your 4th grade teachers.” Dr. Ryan popped her head up and looked at me…all over it seemed…and smiled slightly as she extended he...