Her story

"What are you saying?" you ask. "That they came in and found you here and you asked them for sex? Don't be ridiculous."

""No...I met them...up near my room...and I started...talking...and they were pretty hot...and we talked...and they told me if we came...down here...we could party and no one would see us." The two latinos nod in agreement

"So you were horny and wanted to fuck someone, and you got these two maintenance guys to bring you down here? Is that really what you're saying Miss.....What is your name anyway?"

"Noelle, Noelle Dupont," she says. "They didn't do anything I didn't want...I needed it...please sir...let them go...this is all my fault..." she says miserably, looking at you with pleading eyes, her soft plump body trembling as she begs.

"Senor, it's like she says, she wanted it....she wanted us to come to her room," one of the men tells you.

"And you thought it was ok to take advantage of a student?"

"Senor, she was begging, and she said if we didn't take her she would say we did, and we'd be in trouble anyway."

"That's true," Noelle says with a little sob. "I wanted them so bad...I needed it...please Sir...they're telling the truth..."

Looking at her and at the two men you have little doubt that you're hearing an honest account of what happened. You could still take this up with the Headmistress, or the new Dean of Students, and you wonder if that wouldn't be the smart thing to do. You wish you had more experience as a teacher to prepare you for an event like this, but you realise you're going to have to make a decision here.