More interrogation

Ms. Naylor stands for a moment, her face thoughtful, then she steps to the door and opens it.

"Sondra, Tricia. Come in here." The two remaining girls step into the office, casting quick worried glances around the room. Their eyes widen in shock at the sight of you holding Valerie down on the couch.

"I want to know what happened, and I want to know it right now," Ms. Naylor says sternly. "I'd advise telling the truth. You have one chance ladies. Who is first?"

The two look at each other, blushing, their eyes darting about as though searching for an answer. Finally, the one who was watching with Valerie raises a tentative hand.

"Very well Sondra, let's hear it," the headmistress says.

"It was kind of a hazing thing. Like to join up. And I guess it got out of hand," she mutters. Like the other three girls, she's pretty although with the remnants of her puppy fat making her tastily plump.

"Be specific Sondra."

"Like it was supposed to be just playing. Like pretend. But then everyone got kind of excited, and Valerie maybe took it too far."

"How far Sondra?"

"Like she called them lesbians, and said they had to, you know....like...do it...for real...if they wanted to join. And she made Tricia pull her panties down and Emily...like go down on her. Like she didn't **** them, but she said if they wanted to join...they had to."

Valerie bucks under you, squealing angrily into the cushion that muffles her. The other three studiously avoid looking at her.

"What about you Tricia? Is that what happened?"

"Yes Ms. Naylor. We didn't want to, but things kind of got crazy."

"And what about Mr. Carter? What did he do?"

"I guess he saw us. I screamed and Valerie started to threaten him, and we're here I guess."

"Did Mr. Carter threaten you, or say that he was going to do anything to you?"

"No Ms. Naylor. Just that we all had to come to your office."

"Very well." the headmistress says, sitting down behind her desk and looking thoughtful.