She does, reluctantly

Erica looks crossed but nods without a fight. Her grimace serve a clear message, however. To which I respond with a hot splash of more piss on her nose.

I much prefer cute, unused toilets. - As the stream weakens, I wiggle the last drops in her general direction as she flinches.

*Knock knock*

Mr. Archer? Are you in there? It's Debbie.

And Tamara.

You told us to stop by...

Well, Erica. Thank you for your submission to the best goodbye. It was a great one. - Holding her hand I help the teen up to her feet again. She's reeking of piss, her hair as well as if she'd home for a swim.

Panicking, Erica blushes and turns to the sink, a desperate attempt to wash the evidence of her "goodbye".

No, no. There's no time for that. Be a good toilet and head home. It's time to let your friends play.

But Mr. Archer I stink! I can't... Go out like this! Or take the bus home!

I collect her hoodie from the fiber and hand it over. - Sure you can. You know we meet all sorts of weirdos on public transport. No one will blink an eye. - Plus I like the idea of you walking around covered in my piss. Don't you?

Wha? No, I don't! How am I even getting home like this? - Erica questions but hurriedly pots on her hoodie covering most of the piss. She pulls the cover as well.

See? Perfect! Who could even tell you were just pissed on? - I smile as I guide her to the door on her way out.

As soon as she sees a crack she darts or extremely embarrassed flying by the other girls, who just look confused.

Was that... Erica? Was she already in there?

Let's not worry about that, girls. Erica's turn is over. Back to you now. Have we decided who'll be next to say bye bye? - I ask them momentarily forgetting I'm naked from the waist down.

Shit... glad there was no one else outside... - I think to myself almost chuckling. - And thank God I've been training the girls well, they don't even blink at their own teacher's nudity anymore.

Well?