To the headmistresses office

You continue to the headmistress after that brief interlude. The hallways are quite empty now and there are no more interruptions on your way to her office. You arrive there quickly and knock on the door.

"Come in," speaks a sultry voice.

You enter and close the door behind you. You take a look at the headmistress, on her desk is a placard that reads Headmistress Lisa. You gulp as you notice her oddly provocative clothing.

"Ahh," she says, "you must be John. I'm Lisa. You find everything alright? I assume your mother told you everything?"

"Everything? Maybe if you leave out the part where this is an girls school than, yeah, everything." you say sarcastically.

"Oh! Ha ha ha! She has quite a funny sense of humor, your mother!" she says heartily.

'So it is some kind of joke,' you think to yourself, you really are stupid.

"Well, let me explain," Lisa says much more seriously. "You are the test run!"

"Huh?" it's not a joke?

"I wanted to open this school to all genders seeing as we seem to be getting less and less students every year, we have to do something or we will have to close our doors permanently," she stands up while continuing the story, "but the board didn't like the idea, said that boys are too stupid and all they think about is sex, but of course we both know that isn't true," she looks innocently at you, smiling.

{if Ayane Virginity == false}You gulp again, remembering what you did to {if Met Ayane == false}that girl{else}Ayane{endif} not even two minutes ago.{if Met Ayane == false} You didn't even know her name.{endif}{else}{if Mary Pregnant == true}You gulp, 'it's not true', you think. That Mary girl is crazy, if she's not pregnant already you might have a hard time not letting that happen.{else}You smile back, nodding{endif}{endif}

{if Mary Pregnant == true}Well since you're past the point of no return you might as well see how many bitches you can get pregnant this year.{endif}

She continued, "So I offered a compromise, we get one boy and test it out for the year, if no girls end up pregnant, then we open up for all!"

"What? Seem kind of silly doesn't it? Not to mentioned biased." you thought aloud.

"Well, they're not the brightest bunch," she answered sweetly. Leaning down over her desk, exposing her cleavage, "You'll be fine, just don't knock anyone up!" she laughs, her low cut top sliding a little, you can see the edge of her areola peeking out, "But that won't happen, you're mother let us know how wonderfully average you are which is perfect for our little test run." She stands back up straight.

'Really mom?' you think to yourself, 'I'm really that average?' but then a thought comes to you're mind, "Don't make anyone pregnant? Does that mean I can, well, um..."

"Well, well, we are all adults aren't we? As long as you aren't preventing other students from attending due to a baby problem than we can't really enforce legal activities between consenting adults can we?" she smiles again, "Well, there is the matter of the board preventing any such illicit activities on school premises, and that of course includes the dorms and, well, pretty much anywhere else you'll probably be during the term." she is more serious now, "So don't go causing any problems for me OK? We don't need the board shutting us down." she suddenly changes her tone back to her sweet cheery demeanor, "Now off you go, you don't want to miss your first class!" and she shoos you out the door.