By this point everything else is a breeze, but there is one more stop before the end of the night.

Jason was on a high. No not of that variety, more one of power, and pleasure. Oh the things he could do, basically, maybe even literally, endless. If he ever finds out who, what, or how he got these earrings he'll have to thank them...or it...or whatever. A grin began to plaster on Jason's face, if everyone didn't think it perfectly normal they would recognize it as the grin of a raising villain. Or maybe **** would be a closer description. Squint hard enough and you might even mistake Jason for the classic Hentai protag, minus the hair covering the eyes deal. From this point on Jason had absolutely no worries. Hudson had been well taken care of and the rest of his grades were good enough. While his father would certainly prefer a perfect score across all his classes, his other grades shouldn't disappoint.

Walking with Stacy, the two passed by the front entrance once again. Jason could just make out the big lights for the football field that sat across the parking lot. The thought of just how easily he could take Stacy out there and fuck her brains out invaded his mind. But it was probably for the best to not make his father call up the school about his other grades, even if they weren't horrible. Plus Jason needed a bit of a breather after losing his v-card.

Lowering his paw bellow his to be step-mothers ass, Jason reached up her short skirt to take a direct hold of her cheek. "After these last meetings, we're fucking in the field." he stated matter of factly.

Stacy turned to look Jason in the eyes, "Finally made up your mind huh, but just to be clear," her voice took a sterner, more disgusted tone as she gestured between the two of them ,"there is no WE here, just YOU perv."

Jason gripped her ass cheek hard for that comment. Even if 'we' may have been a poor choice of words, getting talked back to, not exactly getting his way, it made him angry. More angry then he has ever been in his life. But with the power he has, Jason already knew who would be getting the final laugh. And the fact Stacy wasn't doing anything but wince in pain at Jason's grip only supported that fact.

By the time they got to the next meeting Jason's fingertips were imprinted on Stacy's left cheek. Things were uneventful for the rest of the meetings. Jason could have his fun with them later. Though when his Bio teacher, ms. Walker, mentioned the schools new living toilet to Stacy it did get him wondering how Charity was holding up...