Talking to Dean Hawkfeather

You head to the Mellon building where after a brief search you find a door with a brass plaque reading "Dean of Students." Taking a deep breath you knock, and the door is quickly opened by a powerful looking blonde haired man dressed in a soiled t-shirt.

"Dean Hawkfeather?" you ask, thinking this might be some maintenance or custodial worker.

"That's right. And you are?"

"Brian Watts, I'm a new teacher. Can I have a few minutes of your time?"

He nods and gestures you into your office, pointing to a chair. "I just moved in and was cleaning up," he says as he takes a seat. "Sorry about the mess. What can I do for you?"

"Well, it's confusing. I'm not just a new teacher here, I'm a new teacher period. This is my first job, and I wanted to talk to someone with more experience." He nods, encouraging you to continue.

"I'm the physical education teacher, and I went down to check out the athletic centre," you begin. "While I was there I decided to take a look at the change rooms, given that I wouldn't see them much once school starts and I wanted to get a sense of what facilities the students had. There are two rooms, the first was empty, but in the second a student was having sex with two men."

He suddenly sits straighter, giving you a look that seems to question whether you're serious.

"What men?"

"They had maintenance uniforms so I'm guessing they're some kind of staff at the school. They weren't **** her or anything, I'd have stopped that, she was encouraging them. Pretty enthusiastic about it too."

"How do you know she was a student, and not one of the female staff?"

This was the question that you worried about, knowing that it would be asked. You look down at the floor for a moment, then back at the Dean with a steady gaze.

"I left when I saw it wasn't a ****, but I hung around in the hallway outside. After a while the two guys came out. And I went back in." You take a deep breath, knowing your skin is flushing slightly. "I guess I wanted to make sure everything was alright and she wasn't hurt. She was in the shower, and her clothes and purse were laying there. I looked in her purse and saw who she was. There's no doubt she's a student. I left then, before she came out of the shower. I didn't know what to do. They don't talk about this kind of thing when you're in college. I decided to put it in front of you and get your advice."