An admission of guilt

"I want her to say what she did and stop pretending she wasn't part of it," Tricia says firmly. "It's all very well for Valerie to apologise, but this one shouldn't get away with it like she did nothing."

You look at Sondra's angry embarrassed face and chose your words carefully.

"That seems fair. What do you say Sondra? It sounds to me like you owe an apology too."

The pretty blonde looks sulky, glancing around the room in search of support. Finding none, she gives a sigh and mutters a barely audible apology.

"That's not good enough," Tricia says. "If she doesn't apologise and admit what she did I want to go to the Headmistress and tell her what happened."

"Or you could go to the new Dean of Students," Brian adds. "I've heard that he's a by the book sort of guy."

Sondra looks angry, but nods and faces Tricia and Emily. "You're right. I did tell you to do it for real, and I'm sorry I did that. I was wrong." Tricia nods, clearly accepting the apology, then blushing deeply at Sondra's next words.

"As long as we're confessing stuff, why don't you admit how much you liked it and how hard you came while Emily was eating you."

"That...that was...Ok, that's true but it was just the friction! It's not like I'm a lesbian! I'm not!" She seems to be addressing you and Brian more than the others, as though it was important that you thought she liked men and not girls.

"Regardless," you interject, tiring of the drama. "There has been a lot of truth here, and I think it's time for reconciliation. Are you all prepared to forgive and move on, or do we have to take this to another level."

Emily nods eagerly, as though just wanting the event to be over. Valerie murmurs her agreement, her doe eyes looking at you. Sondra and Tricia are slower to agree, but mutter assent while looking at each other with ill-concealed dislike.

"Good. This matter is closed. Thank you for coming ladies. Enjoy the rest of your day."

With murmured goodbyes the four of them leave the cottage. Valerie is the last to go, and as she leaves she looks back at you with a coy smile, silently mouthing 'I'll be right back' as she closes the door.