Yes, you have little choice but to trust the redhead.

“If I may get your name?” You ask the redhead. This would be a wonderful solution to the problem if her story is true, however, she doesn't look like a teacher or hardly a nun.

“Cassidy Teagan” she answers without hesitation. “I'm the gym teacher at St. Nick's though for this outing I'm just the bus driver. Sister Rodriguez,” Cassidy turns to the teenagers and continues with a loud voice, “is in charge of these two delinquents, and is going to be ripped when we get back.”

“I was going say,” You ask, as you ponder what it would be like to have Ms. Teagan as a teacher back in high school, “you don't look like a nun.”

“Yeah.” She laughs, “I certainly would fail that test. Actually, I'm performing her, hence the crazy costume.” She lift ups her midriff t-shirt exposing a light gray sports-bra that is cover in light metal scales. Underneath the sports-bra you can see a white push-up bra that greatly accentuates Ms. Teagan's already pleasant assets.

“It's a good thing you teach at an all girls school.” You smile, “I don't think any guy could survive your class.”

“I can be rather demanding when it comes to a proper work out.” She parries back.

“I can imagine. A real heart attack waiting to happen.” You realize you are enjoying this banter far too much. “Well thank you, Cassidy, you have been a big help.”

“Anytime.” She grins, “I'll be perform in front of the Inn of the Welcoming Wench at 10, 1, 4 and 7. Stop by if you want to see me in my full, if you can call it that, outfit.”

With a flirtatious wink she turns and puts her arms around the girls shoulders and guides them down the road. You can faintly hear Cassidy speak to them, you guess it is Spanish, though this time it sounds different.

“Redheads.” You silently whistle to yourself as you watch the three ladies walk down the path towards the main gate, paying particular attention to Cassidy's fine ass and long legs. “That ended well.” You think, glad there was such an easy, and visually pleasing, resolution to the initial confrontation. It does bother you a bit, however, that the girls didn't acted surprised when Cassidy pulled up her shirt, as if they were accustomed to such a thing.

Looking at your watch, you realize you have to get going, if you want to get to the security tent on time.