Lunch and a conversation

You carry your tray to the faculty table, joining Donna Considine and Lorri McKay.

"Hear you had an exciting morning," Lorri chuckles. "Stepped into it with that bitch Valerie. Good for you. The Dean use the paddle on her?"

"Yes, but it was a little creepy."

"How so?" Donna asks.

"She started calling him and me Daddy. She was clearly...excited."

The two women share a glance and Donna nods as though you're confirming something. "I'm not surprised. She did something like that with me. What happened."

"Dean Hawkfeather stopped the paddling and told her the remaining blows were held in abeyance. He seemed as troubled as I was."

Whatever else you might have said is interrupted by Julia Carrollton and Millie Wolcott bouncing up the table, both of them grinning happily.

"Hi Mr. Carter, we've come to move your car to the lot and wash it. Yours too Ms. McKay, Ms. Considine."

"I don't have a car Julia," Donna reminds her. "You've seen my motorcycle, and it doesn't need washing."

"Here's my keys," Lorri says. "The black Corolla. You treat her nice now."

"Don't worry, we will," Julia bubbles. "We'll be ever so gentle." You pass her your keys and she takes them with a simpering grin. "You will come and watch us won't you Mr. Carter? You are our sponsor after all."

"Wouldn't miss it," you say with a smile, noticing Lorri and Donna grin out of the corner of your eye. The two girls scamper away, and you can't help but cast admiring glances at their retreating asses.

"I suspect you are in for quite a show Mason," Lorri chuckles. " I don't believe Julia has a bikini big enough to contain those fine titties of hers."

"I give three to one she falls out of it at least once," Donna adds with a sly smile. "And two to one that Millie adjusts hers every two minutes to show off her ass better. If Brian, Darnell and Kyle are watching too, every thirty seconds."

"Some of these girls seem to have trouble keeping their hormones in check," you say with a wry grin as you sip some coffee.

"Some of them?" Lorri snorts. "Easier to find the ones with some control than list the ones who don't. I think I might come watch the car wash titty show myself. Should be lots of fun. Donna?"

"I'll pass," the Math teacher answers as she gets up. "I've got stuff to do. You guys have fun. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."