"Mmmm..."  Yvette dropped to a knee, her fingers hooking in the waist of the girl's panties, pulling them down over her hips, "Headmaster Levain."  She smiled.  He had good timing.  The girl was already melting for her, and with little more than a mild aphrodisiac that would fade, leaving the girl to her own desires within the hour, "This young lady could use your support."<br/><br/>As soon as Damon moved up behind the girl, she slid Khloe's leg over her shoulder, parting her delicate lips, smiling at the sight, "Not to worry, Khloe.  We all have the same confidentiality agreement.  You're pretty wet, sweetie.  Mind if I take a taste?"