Kevin sat and squirmed nervously in the chair in front of Sister Charlotte's desk. Even as a senior at 18 years old he had a smaller body compared to his peers, the stereotypical "chess nerd" archetype. He had been the victim of much bullying because.
Sister Charlotte sat across the desk from looking at him wordlessly. She was from what Kevin gathered in her mid 30s, and had a very poised appearance in her nearly pressed habit. A small tendril of black hair could be seen from the edges of her veil. She reached into her desk and pulled out a cigarette, lit it and took a drag and exhaled and pursed her lips.
"So Kevin", she began. "Miss Porter brought you here because she noticed you looking at what she called obscene material on you phone at lunch. Care to explain?"
"I'm sorry Sister Charlotte. It's not really something I do a lot.... and I wasn't thinking...."
"And what were you looking at?" She interrupted. "Was it pornographic in nature?"
"Yes sister," he admitted in a mortified tone.
"And do you think this is appropriate on school grounds?"
"No Sister. I...."
"And how would your girlfriend feel about you looking at such degrading material," she asked as she took another drag and exhaled, leaning forward.
" I don't have a girlfriend sister..."
"OK then. How about any girl you've ever dated? Would they be happy with knowing they were dating a pervert", she asked with a sadistic smile.