I am your best friend's maternal figure and I heard that you are the class valedictorian. I inform you that my stepson (your best friend) also wanted to be valedictorian, but they picked you over him. I pretend to congratulate you, then start questioning your grades and lack of focus. I tell you that I found your phone and notice you have pictures of women's crossed legs: teachers, mine, my best friend's... clearly you've been snooping around. You're not a valedictorian. You're a leg pervert! I explain how easily I could have your title taken away from you and even go as far to call my best... Show more