You're both having a naked outing with the harem

Sasha peers at you over the rim of her glasses. "And that's another check against you for this week, Samuel."

"Ms. Pershing," you say, "I know things are getting out of control lately..."

"Lately?" Sasha asks. "This has been going on almost all year!"

You ignore her and continue. "But none of it is my fault!"

"Really? None of it?" Sasha takes out a file and begins reading through several papers.

"The incident where you happened across a girls' swim class that soon became a skinny-dipping session that ended with the team and teacher insisting you join them for a 'workout?'" She asks.

"Well, Denise and Mrs. Cassidy wanted to change the practice," you defend.

"The rehearsal for the school play," she continues. "How did the costumes' disappearance lead you to performing the scenes naked and the girls reenacting the omitted sex scene with you?"

"Tammy and Eve just wanted to make it more authentic!" you swear. "They're very supportive of the arts!"

"And Crystal's check-in with the chess club," Sasha says. "Care to explain that little sex-fest?"

You struggle to come up with a believable excuse. "To be honest, I didn't know Crystal was going to report that one."

Sasha lets out a long sigh and sets her glasses to the side. "Look, Samuel, I don't know how you've managed to convince every one of these girls and faculty members to date you. Even Crystal, the most diligent student I've ever had, has started slipping ever since your senior year started. But even you haven't started these incidents, you have to take responsibility here. Participation is bad enough as it is. You seriously couldn't find a way to perform some damage control?"

"Have you ever tried to calm down several naked, horny women?" You ask, no longer pretending to be innocent.

Sasha stands up in anger. "That is EXACTLY my job! Including the nudity, as of late! I am trying to run a respectable establishment here and prepare you all for the world! You and the rest of these ladies have to grow up and learn some self-control! What are you going to do once you graduate?! You can't expect to stay with all these women for your whole life!"

"Why not?!" You ask. "Solomon had 1,000 lovers in his time!"

"Of all the things to remember in history class...!"

Sasha sits down and massages her temples. "Please, Samuel, just get out of my office."

You don't need to be told twice. You quickly gather your backpack and head out of the principal's office.