The way home

You and Katie exit the school together, holding hands. Lyle walks right beside you.

The three of you leave the school grounds. You'd hoped to leave the madness behind you for the day.

No such luck.

Because as you walk down the street, Katie and Lyle keep talking about the porn you just watched in biology class.

"I just don't get why all the actresses needed to have big, fake tits," Lyle says, gesturing with his hands as he walks. "I mean, they played high school students. They should keep it realistic."

Katie nods in agreement. "Yeah. Who even wants to play with these fake breasts. Real ones feel so much better," she says, giving her own breasts a playful squeeze.

"Well, I definitely don't," Lyle says. Without warning, he reaches over, grabs Katie's breasts with both hands, and squeezes them tightly.

Katie blushes and lets out a soft moan.

"Woah, Lyle!" you shout in surprise.

"What? Do you really prefer fake tits?" Katie asks, not bothering to remove Lyle's hands, though she looks at you with a slightly concerned expression.

"Yeah, Nate. Just look at these. They're a hundred times better than stupid fake tits," Lyle says, squeezing Katie's breasts even more.

Damn it! You did it again. When will you finally get used to this kind of stuff?

Probably never.

"N... no, I prefer yours. I... Yours are perfect," you stammer, the words coming out barely above a whisper.

Lyle finally stops groping your girlfriend and backs away. "One hundred percent! They are the best."

Katie visibly relaxes, her shoulders dropping slightly. "Thank you, guys. For a second, I thought you preferred fake breasts, Nate."

"I would never..."

"Good," Katie says, cutting you off with a small smile. She quickly kisses you on the cheeck. "Because there are plenty of other guys who would appreciate what I have here."

She glances toward the upcoming intersection. You need to turn right while they keep going straight.

"Looks like we'll have to say goodbye here," she says, pointing to the intersection.

You lean in properly this time, kissing her deeply before pulling away. "See you tomorrow," you say, waving to her and Lyle.

They wave back, and then Katie and Lyle continue on their way while you head home.

As you walk away, the last thing you hear is Katie suggesting that they should look for better porn movies to recommend to Mrs. Riley for the next class.

You really don't want to imagine your girlfriend and your best friend doing that.

You head home, your mind still reeling from everything that happened today. But you have something important to do.

You need to do some research. Research about Principal Myers.