You agree

"What about Coach Watts?" you ask. "He's had as much to do with this as I do."

"No doubt. And not to disparage Coach Watts, but he is so young. I feel that you and I would be better able to connect. Similar in age, and perhaps life experience."

You give her a sardonic smile. "A teacher and a wealthy woman? Not a lot of common ground, but I'd be happy to have dinner and talk about Valerie. She obviously needs all the support she can get."

"Thank you. You might be surprised to find we have more common ground than you think. Do you have a car? There's a charming little restaurant in town, and I have reservations for seven. I look forward to seeing you Mr. Carter." She gives you a smile and walks away. You admire the movement of her hips in her elegant skirt, your mind jumping for a moment to her daughter's ripe ass bucking under you as you fuck her. Shaking your head, you leave the building, heading back to your cottage.

You find Brian lounging on the couch, flipping through a magazine as he listens to music. He looks with a smile, turning the music down.

"So what did the Queen Mother want?"

"To talk about Valerie. We're having dinner together. She says she wants to learn how we reached her daughter."

"I'm sure she'd be thrilled to learn the truth of that," he snorts. "What are you going to tell her?"

"I don't know. That we talked to Valerie about responsibility? That we were able to reach her because she responded to men better than women? Any ideas?"

"None," he shakes his head. "Anything but the truth I guess. Where are you going to meet?"

"Some place in town. At seven. You eating here?"

"I thought I'd try the dining hall. Do you think Valerie will tell the nurse what we've been doing?"

"My guess would be no, but she's not too bright. She could let something slip. Not much we can do about it if she does."

"Fuck. We shouldn't have touched her."

"A bit late for that thought. We'll just have to hope for the best." He shakes his head, and you consider something you've been thinking about all day. You sit down and lean forward, looking at him.

"What is it?"

"Last night I couldn't sleep. I often can't. I went out for a walk to get some air. I saw something strange. Really strange." He looks a question at you, and you take a breath before continuing. "I saw some girls going into a building. I followed them, found a secret door. It leads to a kind of temple, and I saw some kind of ritual. Some girls in white robes, some others in red with masks. They held a kind of trial and punished a girl, that Chanel Vallon, by fucking her with this enormous dildo."

"Are you serious?"

"As a heart attack. They're meeting again tonight. Considering some new members of...of whatever the hell they are. I'm going to see if I can sneak in and watch again. You want to come?"

"Hell yes!" he says without hesitation. "Wouldn't miss it. What time?"

"After midnight sometime. I figure we stake out the building and wait until the girls go in. Follow and watch."

"Sounds like a plan," he says as his phone rings. He picks it up, looks at the number display with a shrug and answers.

You're about to leave, when he holds up a hand to stop you, his face frowning.

"Sure, I could do that. Where and when? Ok, I can find it. See you then." He terminates the call and looks up at you.

"That was Valerie's step mother. Suzanne. She wants to meet me for a drink."

"With her and Valerie's dad?"

"Just her. She said her husband wouldn't be able to join us. You think her and the mother are working us together?"

"Doubt it. They looked like they hated each other. I don't think it was an act. Maybe she's acting for the father. He probably realises we don't like him much. They figure you'll talk to her where you wouldn't talk to him. You going?"

"Sure, why not. Can't hurt, and besides she's kind of hot," he smiles.

"That's all we need. Fucking the daughter and the step mother," you chuckle.

"Don't forget Mom. Maybe she's warm for a biology teacher."

"Doubt it," you laugh. "I'm going to hit the shower and change."