Coach.Braun has something for Cassie to wear.

Cassie leaves the changing room and goes back to Coach.Braun's office.

She knocks desperately on the door until he finally opens it.

He looks at Cassie greedily again. "Oh, I'm not ready for a second time. I'll probably need an hour before you can get cum from me again, you greedy bitch." He says, amused.

"What, no! I don't want that! The boys have taken my dress! I have nothing to wear now!" Cassie explains.

"Oh, I'll see if I have anything else here in the lost and found." Says Coach.Braun goes into his office and leaves the door open so Cassie can come in.

He rummages through a box with large (lost property) written on it, from which there is a loud rumble.

Cassie looks around the room again, this time with clear senses.

She sees the application for the club on the desk.

She goes over and reads it again.

How could she have thought it was such a great and good idea just a moment ago?

But if the note is still here, then it's all half as bad....

"Ah, look, we've got something here!" Says Coach.Braun and pulls something out of the box, which otherwise seems to be filled with nothing but other things.

It's a red sweater.

A Christmas sweater...

It's already frayed at the bottom and individual threads are hanging out.

"Is that all there is?" Cassie asks.

"No, but you're welcome to look for yourself." Says the coach, puts the sweater next to the box and goes back to his desk.

Cassie looks through the box.

All sorts of things are here.

An old empty bag, some shoelaces, an old pair of socks, even a pocket knife. But otherwise just a lot of odds and ends left lying around.

"You see, there's nothing else!" Says the coach and is about to put a piece of paper into a scanner.

"Yes. Can I possibly have the bag?" Cassie asks.

"Take whatever you want, nobody's going to pick it up anyway." He says and laughs. Then he presses a few buttons and the scanner goes off.

Cassie puts a few things in her bag and puts on her old Christmas sweater.

"There you see, better than nothing. Although I think you'd prefer nothing if I saw that you were still wearing the collar." He remarks.

Cassie grabs the collar, which she unfortunately can't get off at the moment, as the application for the club comes back into her head.

"Oh yes, what I wanted to say about the gym club, I've thought about it..." Cassie begins, looking for the note that was on the table earlier.

"The application has just gone out." The coach explains.

"What do you mean you've thought about it? I've asked you many times!" He now asks almost angrily.

"What? But the note was still here on the desk until just now!" Cassie says excitedly.

"I've just scanned it in and registered it by express application so that the club is valid today! The application has already been confirmed as received by the system." He says.

"You were here! Why didn't you say anything if you didn't want to?" He asks angrily again.

"I don't know, I don't know. I thought that if the note was still here, there would still be time." Cassie stutters off.

"So you don't want it?" He asks.

"No!" Cassie blurts out. "I don't want any of it! I don't want to have sex with you, I don't want to spend time with you and I certainly don't want to do it after school!"

Silence for a moment.

*Ping* goes off on the PC.

The coach looks at the screen.

"Then I have some really bad news for you darling, the application has just been approved. The club is effective immediately!" He says sternly. "But you can be happy! You don't have to spend your time with me! At least not all the time! I've registered that everyone can make substitutions." He says, offended. "I think I'll tell Mr. Anderson to find someone to do the lessons for you! Now go away. I don't want to see you here anymore for now!" Says Coach.Braun.

"Please, I didn't mean it like that! I overreacted!" Says Cassie as she realizes that if Mr.Anderson takes over she will be humiliated again in front of more than just her teacher.

"No! Get out!" He yells.

"Please! I'm begging you! Please just do the club with me!" Cassie pleads.

But Coach.brown is too angry.

"Out I said!" He yells again. Cassie takes her new bag and walks out of the office as fast as she can.

She also leaves the gym quickly.

The sweater itches against Cassie's skin and is far too warm in the hot weather.

But it covers her completely and she is glad to have it.

She quickly goes back into the school building.

It's class time for everyone else and Cassie can move around the building freely. But where should she go now?

She definitely has to get her dress back, otherwise Magrid won't believe her tonight that she wants to do better.

She thinks about where her dress could be.

Of course one of the boys has taken it, but it's very likely that Chelsea or Vicky has it by now.

Suddenly Cassie sees a tall, bulky man at the end of the corridor. She immediately starts to tremble. Cassie is sure it's the fat guy from the movie theater who pulled her up in the air by her hair to pull her off and fuck her!

Cassie hides next to a locker, the man has neither noticed nor seen her.

He goes into the school's photo lab.

("Shit! What's that son of a bitch doing here?") Cassie thinks to herself in fear, but then she sees that Chelsea is just behind him.

"We'll contact you by cell phone as soon as she's on her way! And then you can take her really hard here, but absolutely quietly! Not that anyone will notice." Chelsea says into the room, not hearing the reply.

"Yes, thank you so much for helping Cassie live it up. Oh yes, here's the tattoo machine." Chelsea says back into the room. She says goodbye, leaves the room in a different direction and doesn't notice Cassie either.

All Cassie wants to do now is leave the school as quickly as she can. Now she doesn't even care about her dress.

But Vicky meets her at the door outside.

"Hey, there you are at last." Vicky says kindly.

"Nice sweater you're wearing, and nice collar."

Cassie doesn't want to show her fear of the guy waiting for her in the dark photo lab, so she just says.

"Yes, thank you. I wanted to go home now too. I don't feel so good."

"What? But you promised me you'd let me do something with your hair! Remember?" Vicky asks demandingly.

"No, not forgotten, but can we do it later please?" Cassie asks, trying to walk past Vicky.

"No! Not later! You promised!" Says Vicky, grabbing Cassie's hand and pulling her back inside the school.

But to Cassie's surprise, she doesn't take her to the photo lab, but to the tool room.

This is where students can repair, build and even paint things in a club after class.

The room is still empty.

Vicky takes a can of neon orange from the shelf and says.

"Now close your face, otherwise it'll turn orange too!" And starts shaking the can.

"What? You can't just spray my hair with paint! That's poisonous! Especially if we breathe it in!" Cassie says, hoping that Vicky will reconsider.

But she doesn't.

Vicky takes two masks with filters from a wall and hands one to Cassie.

"Just hold them in front of your face, I have to get to your hair!" Vicky explains as she pulls the mask over her own head.

"And if you play along nicely, we've hidden your dress for you in the photo lab, all you have to do is go in and find it. But let me just finish this quickly." Says Vicky.

Cassie knows exactly what and, above all, who is waiting for her in the photo lab. So she comes up with a bold plan.

"Yes, fine, but can you please come with me and show me, I really don't feel so good. I'll have everything done to me quickly here too." Cassie says, hoping to manipulate Vicky.

"Well, I can come with you and tell you where to look from outside okay?" Vicky asks.

That must be enough for Cassie, she agrees.

Vicky starts spraying, but Cassie isn't done with her plan yet.

"Oh, you almost hit yourself with the paint, I hope you're wearing old clothes." Lies Cassie.

"What, no, they're new clothes!" Says Vicky, walking away from Cassie.

"You could throw on a smock, but they're usually so dirty with dust and grime that your clothes would still get dirty underneath." Cassie continues to lie.

"It seems to me you've found your role at the bottom, you're already more worried about my wardrobe than your own health." Praises Vicky.

"I've realized there's no point in fighting back!" Lies Cassie.

"Okay, wait!" Says Vicky.

And indeed, the first part of Cassie's plan works. Vicky takes off her clothes, lays them on a clean chair and puts on her gown.

Cassie can barely hide her delight.

"Yes, you enjoy seeing your mistress dressed only in a smock for once, don't you?" Vicky asks, still thinking she has broken Cassie.

"Yes, it's a nice feeling, isn't it?" Cassie asks challengingly.

"Yeah, it's kind of liberating." Says Vicky. "But now it's back to your hair," she says more seriously.

And as promised, Cassie puts up with Vicky spraying her hair neon orange.

A couple of old rags help her make sure none of the color gets on her ears or anywhere else.

"Right, then I'll get changed again and then I'll take you to the photo lab." Vicky says when she is happy with the result.

"You can take me like this quickly. You said it yourself, it's liberating." Says Cassie, hoping to persuade Vicky.

"Oh, you know what? I'll be back here in two minutes at the latest." Vicky says, takes her cell phone, writes a message, puts the phone back in her clothes and walks off.

As the two of them pass a display case, Cassie can see her reflection. Her hair is now neon orange.

Cassie's heart beats faster and faster the closer they get to the room.

As they stand in front of the door, it's time.

"It's in there. You just have to go inside. But you know how it is in a photo lab, mostly dark. So you won't be allowed to turn on any lights before you go in." Vicky explains.

"Okay, and where is it?" Cassie asks.

"Oh, uh, it's uh, it's all the way in the back. You'll have to go in to get it." She says.

"But there's nothing else in there?" Cassie asks.

"I swear! There's nothing else in there!" Declares Vicky without even a hint of remorse.

"Good, I trust you. Will you open the door for me? Then I can run in quickly and maybe still have some light left." Cassie says and takes a running start.

Vicky, unaware of Cassie's plan, agrees, opens the door and stops halfway in.

Cassie runs with all her strength against Vicky, who falls into the room and Cassie pulls the door shut.

Clatter can be heard from inside....