Take the blame

"Actually Miss Wilson, it was not Sarah's fault that she doesn't have panties on now," you start to explain. "I ripped it off her pretty butt before class today. Then I ..."

"Slow down mister. I can see through a lie when there's one." Miss Wilson looks at you with a twinkle in her eye. "Do you expect me to believe that explanation? If that's really what happened, can you show me her panty?"

"Ah, ah.... I dumped it in the trash," you stammer back. "I don't have a fetish for panties!"

"Is that true, Sarah?" Miss Wilson asks.

Sarah silently nods her head, trying to look angry. "That's why I was mad at him," she slowly explains.

"That wasn't anger I saw a while back," Miss Wilson counters. "Anyway, you have said what you have to say. Anything more?"

You and Sarah look at each other, expecting the worse.