She is defeated.

Sitting outside the principals office, Sara looked down at her skirt. There were speckles of her own ejaculate all over it. She pulled her fur coat together, fastening it with the bow attached in order to cover the ruined garment below her. Luckily for Sara, her libido was rather slow to rebound after an orgasm, meaning that her continued feeling of embarrassment was yet to cause her to begin dripping again.

On the bright side, it had been the best orgasm of her life. The feeling that overcame her was similar to the time she had taken pills with Jane. For that brief moment, all her embarrassment and stress had faded away, life had seemed simple. But then reality hit. She was stood in a puddle of her own ejaculate. Not only had she never squirted before, she had done so in front of a 65 year old lady and all of her peers. She was positive the moment had been caught on camera too.
"Great" she thought, "The worst moment of my life will be immortalized. I'm probably gonna have men in Kenya masturbating to me tonight!" That thought actually caused the girl to let out a chuckle. Had she finally lost it?

"Mr Phillips will see you now, Sara," the secretary ushered the girl out of her chair and into the principals office. Looking back down at the felted chair, Sara saw a slight damp patch. She grimaced. She had never been into the principals office before, not a good enough student to be recognized for her achievements, and certainly not one bad enough to be reprimanded. Yet, here she was stood in the presence of the most powerful man in the school - apart from Mike of course - but Sara refused to acknowledge him as anything but a petulant boy.

"Miss Young, where do we begin?" The man sighed. "In all my years..." he paused, pondering his next line. "Okay, first things, do you really think you're dressed appropriately?"
"Yes, of course I am!" the girl snarled, she hated the fact that she couldn't control her tone, even with the principal!
"Don't speak to me like that!" Mr Phillips slammed his hand down on the desk, causing Sara to jump. The man couldn't help but notice Sara's breasts bounce as she did so. Recomposing himself, he continued in a calmer tone.

"Its simply unacceptable to expose yourself to fellow students Sara. It is especially inappropriate to come into school, of all places, without the necessary.... protection?" the man questioned his own choice of words. Sara just stood, fiddling with her jumper sleeves as the man spoke.
"You cannot leave your body unequipped to deal with the everyday," he was clearly struggling to directly address what had occurred, Sara questioned whether he was feeling more embarrassed then she was, "Look Sara, perhaps you need to invest in a vessel to help you deal with any worrying female issues, such as what occurred?"

Sara couldn't believe it, was he as ignorant to believe that what had happened was related to her menstrual cycle?
"Who calls a tampon a vessel?" she thought. The man was clearly out of touch. Needless to say though, Sara was feeling uncomfortable.
"Okay, addressing the matter head on. Sara I'm afraid I am going to have to exclude you from your studies here. I cannot allow a student willing to expose herself to be on campus. Its not only bad for the school, its illegal. Johnny could have pressed charges!"
"It wasn't even me who lifted up my skirt, it was Mike Bowen!" Sara snapped. The last thing she wanted to do was incriminate her torturer, but she was sick of being seen as some sort of voyeur!

"Oh, so you're telling that you may be the victim of sexual **** then Sara. That is a very serious allegation!" Mr Phillips swallowed.
"Umm... No, I...." Sara hesitated.
"So the allegation is false?" Mr Phillips accosted her.
"No it happened. I just don't want to make a big deal out of it. It was an accident, he caught my skirt as were walking down the hall as I stepped. It was nothing!" Sara did not have the strength to deal with any more of Mike's shenanigans today, she wanted to avoid the boy and plan her next steps before seeing him again.
"I didn't realize you two were an item Miss Youngs?"
"No, were not. It, its complicated!"
"I feel like I have heard more than enough!" the man interrupted back. "Nevertheless, I must ask you to gather your things and vacate this campus immediately. An investigation into what has occurred today must be undertaken before we decide on whether you may continue your academic journey here."

Sara cleared out her locker. "Excluded," she thought, "How embarrassing!" The girls libido had still not recovered. Picking literature from her locker, she felt a hand caress her right buttock. Unable to turn and push it away, she was well aware of who it was behind her. "What now," she groaned.

"Hey sexy!" Mike smiled. "I heard about your ordeal earlier! Reckon Jarrad's got a video of it all on his phone, I'll have to chase him down later. He said your face was priceless!"
Sara glared back at him. The boy took her hands into his. Sara shivered.
"What did Phillips say?" the boy questioned. Sara still remained silent. "Either you answer me, or I **** you to!" Mike gestured towards his bag, indicating the Rulebook.
"I've been... excluded," the girl whispered.
"For what? Cumming in class?" Mike asked somewhat bewildered.
"Please, please don't shout that out!" Sara pled.
Still holding the girls hands, Mike replied, "Don't worry Sara, I'm going to sort this out!"