Just Regina

When Norman went to lunch, he was surprised to see just Regina George sitting at her usual table. He zapped her with the gun.

"Ow!" Regina yelped. "What the hell?"

"You can no longer lie to me," Norman told her. "Where are Karen and Gretchen?"

"Gretchen is on vacation, and Karen had an orthodontist appointment." Regina said.

"Regina," Norman said. "You confided in me yesterday that you have a thing for older men, and you've always had a crush on me."

Regina blushed and twirled her finger in her hair. "Sit with me, Professor?"

Norman sat beside her. "You also told me to come up with some new ideas for the Plastics, and I have."

"What are they?" Regina asked, sliding a bit closer to him and trying to hold his hand.

"Tell Karen and Gretchen to become the weekend sex slaves of men between the ages of 40 and 60. They'll be open to it, trust me."

Regina nodded. "Okay. What about me?"

"Well," Norman said. "I figure you become my sex ****, though not jist on weekends. I'll talk to your parents after school today and make the arrangements to have you live with me so I can fuck you any time I want. Sound good?"

"Yes, very much," Regina said. "I mean, if you would like to have me as a sex ****, that is..."

Norman gave her ass a grope, causing Regina to moan a bit.

"Does that answer your question?"