You don't have much choice.

Rafe leads the way to an impressive looking sports complex. You knew that Pink Rose Academy was loaded with cash, but everything you've seen amplifies that impression. He opens a side door and you step into a corridor, holding the door open for Noelle, who is looking increasingly eager.

"Just down here," Rafe says, heading down a hallway and pushing open a door. You step into a well appointed change room that would be the envy of a high level college team. Large open stalls line the walls, and padded benches are strategically placed on the floor.

Noelle's eyes light up as she sees it, and she peels off her top with a happy giggle. "Perfect!" she says, tugging her shorts down and kicking off her flip flops. She mounts a bench, getting on her hands and knees, wriggling her plump white ass in the air as she looks over her shoulder at you with greedy eyes.

"Who's first?" she purrs