You don't even look - you've got other ideas

You storm into the good girls locker room and kick the door open. It's mostly empty, but you see Ann and Tara sitting on one of the benches, talking about a match they have coming up, and there's someone in the shower.

"Haven't seen you around before" Ann says. "Are you new?"

"Yeah." you say. You're pretty angry, and it shows.

"What's wrong? Cross paths with the wrong person?"

"Evil Cougars" you respond.

Ann and Tara look at each other, worried. Finally, Tara speaks.

"You need some help?"

"No. Thanks, I really appreciate it, but I'm not letting them bully me. And that means I'm not playing their stupid game. They want me to find a tag partner, but I have a better idea. But, maybe you can help me with it... who fucks female executives?"

The Guardian Angels look at each other. "What do you mean?"

You sigh. "Football players fuck cheerleaders. Rock stars fuck supermodels. Who fucks corporate types?"

"I like the way you think." Ann says. "I don't know who stereotypically fucks suits, but if you want to humiliate Boss Bitch... be anti-authority. I'm already doing the goth gimmick, but I don't think anyone's doing anarchist..."

"But I'm not an anarchist." You complain.

"Well, what about Grunge?" Tara says.

"That should work."

You head to the place where all the outfits are kept. You select a pair of ripped-up jean shorts, even skimpier than the ones you're already wearing, and a plaid shirt with the sleeves ripped off that you knot across your chest to make a sort of bikini. You then get the strap-on that was left in your locker, lube it thoroughly, and pull the shorts up over it.

You check yourself in the mirror. Hot. The plaid shirt is stretched to the breaking point across your rack, and the strap-on under the jean shorts gives you a dangerous looking bulge. You had Boss Bitch in mind when you picked the look, but a rebellious, grunged-out student fucking an authoritarian teacher is extremely appropriate, you think.

Now, you just have to figure out how to get some "alone time" with one of them...

Of course, you could always go back and ask Tara or Ann for help.