No, she already has a few hands ready

Walking through the school with a spring in her step, Midnight was already making list of supplies and equipment for the activities she had planed for the children. After thinking of using one of the storage facilities across the street from the school, she would also need some plastic molds, lasers, maybe a taser, and lots of rope.

Scrolling through the teachers lounge for her hand bag, she passed by Present Mic, as well as Ectoplasm talking karaoke after work. Midnight was tempted to ask to for help in her preparations for her extra classes, but went against it. Reaching her bag, she dug into it in search of her phone. "Just because I'm not asking them for help, doesn't mean I can't get help at all." the domme thought, touching her screen for a speeddail.

"Yea Miss. Midnight." a younger male voice spoke in a soft tune on the other end. "Are the rest with you?" she asked stepping into the women's restroom. He immediately replied, "Yes ma'am" before putting her on speaker, "Good afternoon Miss Midnight" a chorus of voices said in unison. "I request afew things, and I'm sure you lot can deliver them to me by the end of tomorrow."