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Chapter 8 by Shandy Shandy

Who is knocking, and what do they want?

A young man with a problem

You open the door to find a young athletic man standing there, a puzzled look on his face.

"Dean Hawkfeather?" he asks, looking at your soiled clothing with some doubt.

"That's right. And you are?"

"Brian Watts, I'm a new teacher. Can I have a few minutes of your time?"

You nod and gesture him into your office, pointing to a chair. "I just moved in and was cleaning up," you tell him as you sit. "Sorry about the mess. What can I do for you?"

"Well, it's confusing. I'm not just a new teacher here, I'm a new teacher period. This is my first job, and I wanted to talk to someone with more experience." You nod, encouraging him to continue, deciding not to tell him you have no more experience as a teacher than he does, and perhaps even less.

"I'm the physical education teacher, and I went down to check out the athletic centre," he begins. "While I was there I decided to take a look at the change rooms, given that I wouldn't see them much once school starts and I wanted to get a sense of what facilities the students had. There are two rooms, the first was empty, but in the second a student was having sex with two men."

You sit straighter at this unexpected news, looking at him to see if he's making some kind of joke and seeing that he is deadly serious.

"What men?"

"They had maintenance uniforms so I'm guessing they're some kind of staff at the school. They weren't **** her or anything, I'd have stopped that, she was encouraging them. Pretty enthusiastic about it too."

"How do you know she was a student, and not one of the female staff?"

He looks uncomfortable for a moment, his eyes turning down to the floor, then looks up at you with a steady gaze.

"I left when I saw it wasn't a ****, but I hung around in the hallway outside. After a while the two guys came out. And I went back in." He looks embarrassed. "I guess I wanted to make sure everything was alright and she wasn't hurt. She was in the shower, and her clothes and purse were laying there. I looked in her purse and saw who she was. There's no doubt she's a student. I left then, before she came out of the shower. I didn't know what to do. They don't talk about this kind of thing when you're in college. I decided to put it in front of you and get your advice."

What's next?

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