On a 7-9, they do it if you turn them on.

The girls dither by the door, unable to make up their minds about your immediate presence versus the definite threat of Miss Hart's anger. You decide to change your tack, stepping closer to speak in a **** voice.

"Look, girls, you know how things work here. Julia needs to be punished for her bad behavior, but her punishment doesn't need to be completely unpleasant. I'm sure you know what I mean."

You pat Julia's shoulder, then let your hand slide down her chest, caressing her breast through her school uniform, giving them both a meaningful look.

"And don't worry about Miss Hart. I'll explain everything to her."

Julia and Lucy exchange the kind of glance teenaged girls use to hold entire conversations in a moment. Lucy comes inside, closing the door behind her.

"Yes, Miss Stevenson," they say in unison.

"Very good. In here."

You again point them towards the empty classroom. The Julia slips her hand into Lucy's as they walk ahead, turning to face you as you enter the classroom behind them and shut the door.