To the principal's office

Billy frowned, not sure why Ms. Hoover had ejected him. But clearly she was his, just not in her classroom. He considered pushing the matter, horny as he was, but decided to see what happened at her home that night and explore other options.

He headed to the principal's office, in search of Jessica. But arriving there, he was disappointed. Jessica had gone to her next class and the secretary told him to do the same.

Billy was considering this when three stunning but over-dressed women approached the office. All three had their hair in tight buns. All three wore ankle-length skirts and bulky blouses with collars up to the neck and frilly cuffs on the sleeves. All three wore disapproving scowls on their otherwise pretty thirty-something faces. The only only real discernible distinction was their height and hair color: A tall blonde, a medium sized brunette and a short redhead.

The short redhead seemed to be their leader.

"We are the Society for Preventing Unwarranted Sensual Stimulation of the Youth" she announced to the secretary. "And we demand to talk to the principal! We have been sending him letters for weeks and he has not responded! We will be heard!"

"Wait...what?" Billy asked.

"This doesn't concern you, young man!" the short redhead snapped. "Shouldn't you be in class?"

"But...if this is about the school...shouldn't a student representative be part of it?" Billy said, rallying his power and focusing, assuring the redhead that she couldn't bring anything to the school's attention without a student representative present. It was illegal.

"Oh...all right!" she conceded. "If you must know, this is about the so-called cheerleaders and the affect of their uniforms on the moral fortitude of young men like yourself. The Society for Preventing Unwarranted Sensual Stimulation of the Youth is demanding that the whole cheer leading program be suspended!"

"Wait a minute...you're...S.P.U.S.S.Y? You're the Society for PUSSY?"

The redhead blushed furiously. Billy focused on the other two, though, making sure they took the name innocently with his power.

"That's a great acronym!" the tall blonde exclaimed. "I can't believe we never thought of that before! It's so much easier to say than the Society's whole name! Shannon, when you redesign our logo, you should put the acronym on it and maybe incorporate a picture of a little pussy cat!"

"I will, Jill!" the brunette agreed. "It'll be so cute! We can put it on our letterhead and posters...we could even make T-shirts! Who wouldn't want to join 'The Society for PUSSY'?"

"WE CAN'T DO THAT!" the redhead practically screamed.

"Why not, Ruby?" the brunette, Shannon, asked.

"Yes, Ma'am, why not?" Billy asked. "It's a nice name. I know I want to know more about The Society for PUSSY."

"I...I can't explain...in front of...of the youth," Ruby said, looking horribly embarrassed. "It really defeats the whole purpose of our Society."

"Well, I certainly wouldn't want to do anything Anti-PUSSY," Billy said.

"Aw!" Jill said. "Such a nice young man!"

Shannon nodded her agreement. Billy focused his power on the taller members of the society and assured that they would start guiltily wondering about just how nice a young man he might be and hoping that he was of legal age.

"Can I join the Society for Pussy?" Billy asked. "I'm already 18."

Jill and Shannon suppressed tiny gasps and blushed.

"No...I...We're here to see the principal!" Ruby reminded them.