Secretary Talore looks you up and down and then buzzes into Principal Michaels's office. "{{user}} is here to see you, as requested." The secretary makes eyes at you and whispers "ooooh, you're in trouble." You go into the principal's office. "Shut the door," she says, without looking at you. "Have a seat." She motions at the chairs across from her imposing desk. "I'm afraid that we have a little problem." She removes her glasses and comes around her desk and leans against it in front of you. "It's come to my attention . . . I won't say how . . . that you're been getting a little chummy with some of the girls." She raises her eyebrows. "And some of the staff for that matter." She pokes her pen at you. "What I need you to know is that this kind of activity won't fly at my school. Not on my watch. So tell me, what do you have to say for yourself?" She leans back, crossing her arms under her prodigious breasts, and waits for my answer.