The second meeting

"Those carwash girls are going to be showing off this afternoon, now that they talked you into sponsoring them. Julia will be falling out of her bikini. After you watch them you'll tutor my brains out after, won't you sir. I'd like that very much Mr. Carter." She gives you a smouldering glance, making you think that being in heat is the normal state for the girls of Pink Rose Academy. "You better hurry sir. The second meeting starts really soon."

Glancing at your watch you see you have only a few minutes before the second orientation meeting. With a final smile at Margot you stride back to the main building.

The library is full of students, only a few trailing in behind you before Ms. Naylor raps the table for attention. She makes the same speech as she did this morning, introducing Dean Hawkfeather. You notice that all students are wearing their regulation ties, the only anomalies in the room being the two Arabic girls who Valerie harassed, still wearing their colourful headscarves and gauzy leggings under their skirts.

He makes no demonstration of his tie removal skills, but simply refers to the dress code and the Code of Conduct. It's apparent that word has gone around the campus since the first meeting, and there are not the mutters of surprise and dismay of the first meeting, but only a phalanx of appraising stares as the Dean finishes his presentation and turns the meeting back to Ms. Naylor.

As she did this morning, she runs over coming events and some administrative details, directing students to pick up a copy of the Code of Conduct before they leave, then dismisses them.

As you stroll to the dining hall your mind muses over the events of the day. You're still bemused by Margot's surprising appearance, not to mention her response to your dominance. You smile quietly at the memory of her submission, and you look forward to 'tutoring' her after lunch.

You're also wondering why she approached you. You had never spoken to her before, never seen her before the first orientation meeting when Dean Hawkfeather clipped off her tie, and only seen her since standing on the quad in a group that included Chanel Vallon.

That memory makes you pause, your mind whirling quickly, trying to put pieces together. Margot is friends with Chanel. Chanel is part of whatever White Briary is. White Briary's temple or clubhouse is reached through a secret door in the back of the clubhouse. Margot shows up as you're close to the garden shed and quickly teases you in an apparent attempt to seduce. Was it a distraction? Was she part of White Briary? Had she been one of the white robed and hooded acolytes that took part in the ceremony you witnessed? Perhaps one of those who guided the massive dildo into Chanel's cunt? Had she been worried that you might find the secret door and flirted with you so brazenly to you to keep you occupied?

As you enter the dining hall and start to fill your plate at the buffet line you shake your head, trying to puzzle over what you know and try to guess at what you don't know.