First step?

The showers

The four women crawled pathetically to the school showers to clean themselves after they let their featherless golden chicken flee from their grasp.

As annoyed as they were. Both Sandra and the principal agreed that they had enough footage and much more power to make sure their version of the events is the only one heard by the public.

The principal brought spare clothes for everyone before entering the showers. The noise of the water and the pathetic moans of pain of the principal massaging her battered crotch helped conceal Sara's presence as she stole both the old and new clothes.

She then walked back to Amira. But before she could hand her something to cover. The perby gym coach who often came there to "inspect" the showers appeared.

"Amira! So what they say is true! You really are a little sl-"

*POP* *POP*

"OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!!!!"

Sara came from behind and deliver once again a terrifying kick leaving the coach spasming on the ground holding whatever was left in his pants in pain.

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