Belinda must have a lot of experience with this sort of thing. Just wait and listen to what happens.

You just decide to wait and listen. You hear a few smacks of flesh hitting flesh, which you assume are slaps of some kind, and hear Belinda cry out, "Jesus! I'm sorry already! I'll make it up to you!"

"You're damn right you'll make it up to me," she says. "After cheerleading practice tomorrow. I'm going to borrow Excalibur from Rachel just for you."

"Oh shit!" Belinda says. "Not Excalibur!" There's another couple of smacks. "All right, all right!" she squeaks. "I'll be there!"

"You'd better be!" the other girl responds and the scuffle seems to end. You cautiously wait about half a minute longer and then come out from the stall.

When you come out, you notice that Belinda has her skirt up above her waist and is rubbing her bottom, but she stops as soon as she sees you. Otherwise she looks perfectly calm and collected. "What was that all about?" you ask.

"Oh, nothing to worry about," she says. "Just one of the cheerleaders 'putting me in my place.'" She makes air quotes around the phrase. "Her name's Roxanne. Her boyfriend fucked me the other day and then probably told her how much better I was than she is, so she had to tell me how I was going to pay for it. Happens all the time. I'll just have to lick her nasty cunt and maybe take Excalibur. Most of the community girls don't like servicing her, so they avoid her boyfriend. I throw him a pity fuck every once in a while and putting up with her is the price I pay. No good deed goes unpunished, don't you know." Belinda starts fixing her makeup while she waits for you to wash up.

"What is Excalibur? You sounded pretty scared of it," you respond while you're washing your hands.

"Nah, I'm not really scared of it. Roxanne's boyfriend isn't that big so she thinks it's just terrifying, but I take Sean on a regular basis. It's bigger than he is, but it's not too bad for a dirty slut like me," she responds with a wink.

"But you'd prefer to avoid her?" you ask.

"Oh, I was just being snarky because she got up my nose just now. Nah, I don't mind it at all; I feel sorry for her too. A lot of these 'alpha girls' aren't really all that alpha, you know. So I lick their boots, and other things, to give them some confidence and self-esteem. Sometimes that's enough that they end up being genuine alphas and stop being such bitches. Anyway," she says as you finish drying your hands, "we should get out of here. Sorry you had to be here for all of that."