She tells you her plans. And reveals some history.

"I don't think that's a good idea Miss Danton. I think you'll have to be satisfied with this ride. I'm supposed to be the Dean of Students, responsible for discipline, and if word gets out I've had a student orgasming on the back of my bike it wouldn't do my reputation any good."

"Are you kidding? Most of us would love to be bent over your desk and paddled. Those dumb cheerleaders might have cried, but they were talking later about how hot it was to have their bare asses smacked, and Rose said she actually came when you did it to her. She said that if Ms. Naylor hadn't been there she'd have ripped your pants off and climbed aboard. Getting spanked and fucked would be so hot!" You look at her, amused despite the twinge of alarm you feel at her revelation. You knew some women got excited by being spanked, but you hadn't expected it to be so common among these haughty daughters of the rich and powerful.

"Anyway, let's just not broadcast it, ok? Let's let student body discover it on their own," you say, struggling for a compromise.

"Ok," she giggles, hugging you hard. "God you're hot! I've got a thing for older men anyway, and when you add a motorcycle to the mix I'm a hot mess. I really hope you change your mind and give me another ride...and then fuck me stupid! I'm gonna do my best to convince you!"

"So if you've got a thing for older men I guess you've got Mr. Carter and Mr. Sharp high on your list too."

"You know it! Mr. Carter is like, my dad's age, but he looks like once he got going he'd show a girl a good time, and Mr. Sharp has a kind of bad boy look sometimes that's pretty hot. Coach Watts is gorgeous! I'd do all of them. And before too long I'm going to! I'm gonna do you too Dean Hawkfeather! You won't be able to resist me forever!" She puts her hand over her mouth suddenly in a pretense of alarm at having said too much, her eyes glittering. "I guess I shouldn't have told you that Dean Hawkfeather…are you going to punish me for it?"

"You'd like that wouldn't you?"

"You know I would! But...can you take me to my friends now? And punish me later?"

You can't help but chuckle at her brazen sexuality. "Come on, I'll give you a ride. Do you think you can manage not to have another orgasm before we get there?"

"No promises!" she giggles, teasing you before giving a happy sigh. "Wow, I love fucking older men! And if you're going to make it a challenge it will be even better when I finally get you! Maybe I'll get Margot to help!"

"What?" you ask, surprised.

"Margot would love you! She gets gooey for older guys too. I think she's already fucked Mr. Carter! I know she thinks he's smoking hot. She'd probably love to have both of you do her at once. Maybe the four of us could get together, that would be so hot!" You look back at her, astonished by what you're hearing.

"Oh...me and her...We were on a double date...last year...and the guys wanted something a little risky...they took us to this alley to fuck us...fuck it was so hot!"

"They banged you up against the wall?"

"You know it! I came so hard! Margot too! I was hoping the guys would take turns at us...but the cops showed up..." her voice trails off suddenly.

"What happened then?"

"Umm...they....umm...they put Margot and me in the back of the car...I don't know what happened to the guys...they...umm...they messed with us a little..."

"What do you mean?"

"Umm...like they had us handcuffed...and umm...made us do stuff...like made me...eat Margot...while she was sucking one of them...the other one...the woman...she fucked me with her nightstick..."

"Jesus Christ!" you exclaim, "Did you report this?"

"Umm...not really...I was kinda drunk...we both were...and umm...to be honest I kinda loved it."

"So what happened?"

"They took us to jail, and called the school. A teacher came and got us. We got scolded and had to write up one of those things...but that was about it."

"You didn't tell the teacher? Who was it?"

"I didn't...I was kinda embarrassed that I liked it so much...Margot might have. It was Ms. Klaver who came for us...she's gone now. She resigned last year..."

You frown, puzzling at the information she's giving you. It all seems unlikely but you don't seriously doubt it. It wouldn't be the first time that cops took advantage of a situation like Cindy describes.

"And nothing happened to the guys you were with? Who were they?"

"Oh...umm...two guys from town...older guys...both me and Margot like older men..." she giggles softly, blushing slightly. "They're big supporters of the school, their daughters went there a long time ago I think. They're always supporting stuff like that carwash that Julia CarrollTits organises, and the auction and stuff like that." You sense a change in her tone of voice. Suddenly there's a slight nervousness in her, replacing the giggling vivacity of the past. Part of your mind wonders what that's about, before she resumes her normal frivolous tone. "Fire it up Dean! I want to feel this bad boy rumble between my thighs again! See if you can make me come one more time!"