At Central University, it will become a well-known fact that Assistant Dean Pelgrin has two secretaries. There is Miss Sally Calhoun, who handles his day-to-day affairs and phone calls, and Miss Anastasia Balakin, who handles his monthly calendar and long-term scheduling of events.
At Central University, it will become a well-known fact that Assistant Dean Pelgrin has two secretaries, but it will not become well-known simply because there are two of them. Miss Sally and Miss Anastasia, as Pelgrin and most others call them, are quite different from each other. Miss Sally, a dark-haired wisp of a thing, is friendly and bubbly, always happy for a chat with a random colleague or student. Miss Anastasia, a lithe yet busty blonde, has that Russian aloofness about her. A cold stare from those icy blue eyes is enough to evoke stammering from most visitors to Assistant Dean Pelgrin's office.
At Central University, it will become a well-known fact that Assistant Dean Pelgrin has two secretaries, but it will not become well-known simply because there are two of them or because they are quite different from each other. Miss Sally and Miss Anastasia, to put it plainly, have a strong dislike for each other. Perhaps it draws from an office competitiveness, no doubt fostered by Assistant Dean Pelgrin's habit of complimenting the women frequently, but never at the same time as each other. Perhaps it draws from Miss Sally feeling like Miss Anastasia has always been cold and unfriendly towards her, even though that's how Miss Anastasia treats everyone other than the Assistant Dean. Or perhaps it draws from Miss Anastasia viewing Miss Sally as a naïve, underqualified ditz who was hired due to a combination of her good looks and her uncle's connections to the University. Interestingly, that first critique of being hired due to a blessed appearance is true for both woman, as Assistant Dean Pelgrin has the mindset that secretaries should be good eye-candy.
At Central University, it will become a well-known fact that Assistant Dean Pelgrin has two secretaries, but it will not become well-known simply because there are two of them or because they are quite different from each other or because they dislike each other. No, it will become a well-known fact that Assistant Den Pelgrin has two secretaries because of the events of October 3rd, 2021 and October 10th, 2021.
It was on October 3rd that Miss Anastasia had had enough. Miss Sally had made another mistake, although rumors vary on just what exactly the mistake was. Perhaps she had forgotten to prepare Assistant Dean Pelgrin's morning coffee, or missed the call of an important alumni. Regardless, it was a mistake and one that Miss Anastasia was looking forward to seeing Miss Sally reprimanded over. Only that's not what happened.
Assistant Dean Pelgrin barely even cared. He simply shrugged and then went back to work. It was uncharacteristic of him, missing an opportunity to talk down to one of his two beautiful secretaries and fill her mind with doubt and self-consciousness. It was normally the type of thing that the Assistant Dean lived for. So when Miss Sally got off without even a warning, it drove Miss Anastasia mad. Why should Miss Sally's mistake be ignored, when her own the day before had gotten her a tongue-lashing for ten minutes?
Miss Anastasia decided the scales must be balanced. If Assistant Dean Pelgrin wasn't going to punish Miss Sally, well, that means the duty fell upon Miss Anastasia's shoulders. And while she couldn't simply verbally embarrass Miss Sally like the Assistant Dean could… there were plenty of other methods to make sure Miss Sally learned her lesson.
It was during lunch when Miss Anastasia made her move and set into motion her very mean-spirited trick. Miss Sally always ate her meal seated at the same little bench on the edge of a courtyard in the middle of the administration building. The cozy little courtyard was a popular lunch spot for the office workers, so there would be an audience to Miss Sally's humiliation.
The stone bench was located directly beneath a window on the building, a window that was (fortunately for Miss Anastasia) connected to an unused office. Finding a way into the room was simple; in its empty disuse, the custodial staff was using it for extra storage and not even keeping it locked. Inside, Miss Anastasia found exactly what she was looking for: a wheeled janitorial cart and an extra large bucket.
The bucket she filled with a mixture of dirty water and liquid soap, before placing it atop the cart. She lined the cart up with the window, so that with a little push, it would crash into the wall and dump the contents of the bucket straight out the open window and down onto Miss Sally's usual bench. While getting drenched with a bucket of dirty water might not sound too terrible, Miss Sally was wearing a white, slightly sheer button-down blouse and a black pencil skirt, an unofficial uniform that Assistant Dean Pelgrin subtly encouraged. Drenched by the cascading water, the blouse would no doubt become completely transparent.
Of course, Miss Anastasia couldn't push the cart herself. No, she needed to be present for Miss Sally's humiliation. Both so she could see it for herself and as an alibi against suspicion. Instead, Miss Anastasia pulled the cart close to the door, so that when it was opened and swung inwards, it would provide the necessary push to set the cart (and Miss Anastasia’ plan) into motion.
Then, all that was necessary was to make sure the door was opened at the right time. To that end, Miss Anastasia placed a call to the custodial staff with an urgent request right after Miss Sally sat down for her meal.
Miss Anastasia's downfall was wanting to not only see Miss Sally's humiliation, but also be right there to gloat. So after placing her call, Miss Anastasia had walked over and stood a few feet away from Miss Sally to start a conversation. It was a simple chat, much more friendly and casual than Miss Sally was used to from Miss Anastasia. It might have set off alarm bells in Miss Sally's head, if the dark-haired beauty wasn’t a bit of a ditz (as Miss Anastasia had always thought).
Unfortunately for Miss Anastasia, the fake excuse she used for the custodians was actually a bigger deal than she realized. So instead of just rushing to the room, the janitor had sprinted. He slammed open the door with such force that the positioned cart rocketed along its path instead of just rolling. This in turn imparted much more forward momentum to the bucket than Miss Anastasia planned for.
The end result was that it was Miss Anastasia, not Miss Sally, who was hit by the flood of descending water. The force of the liquid dazed Miss Anastasia and sent the beautiful blonde into a tumble, her feet slipping in the newly forming mud. And quite regrettably for Miss Anastasia, her trick was even more effective than she had expected.
Like Miss Sally, Miss Anastasia adhered religiously to Assistant Dean Pelgrin's preferred dress code: a white buttoned blouse and a black pencil skirt. Confident in her appearance and always trying to curry a little extra favor, Miss Anastasia's outfit was perhaps a bit tighter than it needed to be, particularly around her bust and hips. The water, falling three stories, picked up enough momentum that it completely burst the buttons off Miss Anastasia's top, wrenching the garment open to expose the white bra beneath. In her flailing attempt to stay on her feet, Miss Anastasia's movement slide the shirt back off of her shoulders, resulting it ending up tangled around her elbows. Both of the drenched woman's arms were left partially pinned behind her back.
If that was where things ended, it would have been humiliating enough for the deserving Miss Anastasia. Essentially topless but for a soaked bra that was becoming increasingly transparent and with her arms restrained, she would have been mortified in front of all of her colleagues. Regrettably for Miss Anastasia, that was not where things ended.
Miss Anastasia's clumsy attempts to not fall in the mud moved her precariously close to an adjacent rosebush. Her pencil skirt, starting to sag from the extra weight of the water it was soaked in, caught on a bramble of thorns. When Miss Anastasia pulled the other direction, the compromised garment ripped clean off her. From the waist down, she was bare but for her sensible heels and less-professional white thong. A thong that, like the rest of Miss Anastasia, completely doused in water. Just as with her bra, the scandalous underwear provided no real cover as its conversion to transparency concluded.
Miss Anastasia's drenching and disrobing took but a few seconds, but it was long and loud enough to attract everyone’s attention in the courtyard. They all stared in awe and a bit of lust at the beautiful, statuesque Russian blonde as her entire form was displayed whilst covered only in droplets of water and a few pieces of see-through white cloth.
Unlike the rest of the courtyard, it took Miss Anastasia several long seconds to realize what had happened. When she did, her face burst into a crimson blush darker than it ever had before. She tried to cover herself with her hands, only to find them still trapped behind her by the shirt tangled around her elbows. After a hesitation that was long enough for a lucky few to not so discreetly snap a few photos on their phone, Miss Anastasia finally gathered the common sense to do the only logical thing: run.
She sprinted, as fast as she could on her slippery heels, for a door into the administration building. She didn't know exactly where she was headed, just away from the leering eyes. As she went, Miss Sally's voice sounded out with a simple statement that drove Miss Anastasia to fury.
"Poor dear."
Unfortunately, for Miss Anastasia, the door she picked to burst through carried her into a hallway currently occupied by members of the campus news team, in the process of filming an interview about a recent college scandal of some form or another. Miss Anastasia and her blindingly sexy exposure were caught in full view on the recording camera, as everyone gasped and gaped at her. With a scream, she sprinted on, eventually finding a restroom in which to hide until she could free her arms and call for help.
Extra unfortunately for Miss Anastasia, that recording somehow made it online, where it quickly circulated through the campus and town social media sites. And that's how everyone came to know about Assistant Dean Pelgrim's secretary, Miss Anastasia, on October 3rd 2021.
As for how everyone came to know about Assistant Dean Pelgrin's second secretary, Miss Sally? Well, that's a story for a different day. Specifically, October 10th 2021.