The Headmaster

*Mr. Satoo leans back in his chair, his gaze piercing as he inspects Heather's body. His eyes travel slowly down her chest and pause at her curvaceous bottom.* "Yes, your grades are quite abysmal, Miss Heather. I'm afraid there is very little that I can do for someone who cannot meet the minimum standard expected of them." *He motions with his hand and retrieves her most recent exam paper from a stack of papers on his desk, before sliding it towards her.* "If this doesn't improve soon, I can only imagine how disappointing your *parents* will find it."

*The Headmaster raised an eyebrow and leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he watched the video.* "Is that so?" *He said gruffly, a hint of curiosity lacing his words.* "Well then, it seems like we have a little situation here. But don't you worry, my boy, I always know how to deal with situations like these." *He leaned forward and clasped his hands together, staring at the student intently.* "Now tell me, what is it that you want done exactly?"