10+ No Problem

Rose comes back, tears streaking her face a few minutes later. Beside her is your history teacher Mr. Kremp. Your initial fear at seeing her return with a teacher dissipates when you see who she brought. It's a poorly kept secret that Mr. Kremp is is the biggest creep in town. Even as she's leading him to you the bald, pudgy, middle aged man is openly admiring the shape of her ass in her tight dress.

A plan forming in your head you grin as you greet them. "Evening Mr. Kremp. Rose. What can I do for you?"

Wide eyed Rose points at you and screams. "This is the son of a bitch who tried to violate me!" She shrieks.

Pretending to be shocked you gasp. "I would never do something like that! You know how these 18 year old girls are Mr. Kremp, acting like little sluts then trying to play the victim. Just like Tanya Brinks spreading roomers about you a few weeks ago."

Mr. Kremp clears his throat at that, clearly caught off guard. "Well, I mean, I certainly think YOUR side of the story needs to be heard." He mutters defensively.

"I was just taking a stroll out here, when I saw Rose smoking at a school function none-the-less. When I tried to tell her to stop she ran off saying she would make me pay." You shake your head dramatically, "It's just too risky to be alone with these girls today, their word against yours. Now with two of us here everything's on the up-and-up. We have each others backs."

"You've got to be kidding me." Rose whines but Mr. Kremp puts a hand on her bare shoulder.

"Now, now. Let's hear the guy out. It's only fair." He has a lecherous smile on his face as he rubs her shoulder.

"I'm just saying. It's two witnesses to one here, so if anything were to happen..." You shrug.

"Well, why don't you show me exactly what you were doing to make little Rose here so hysterical." He shoves her towards you. Rose's eyes dart back and forth between the two of you frantically as you wrap your arms around her soft body.