Let her kiss your cheek.

Repulsed, you let her kiss you, but deflect her to kissing your cheek.

"All right, Mom," you say sullenly. "See you when you get back."

You walk out to a luxury towncar where Ethan and Belinda are waiting for you. Molly the chauffeur gets out to greet you. She's dressed in just about the sluttiest chauffeur's uniform you've ever seen, with a miniskirt that exposes her panties every time she bends over. She opens the door for the three of you and you stare at her delectable ass for a moment, drooling a bit, before you get in. There is plenty of room in the backseat for the three of you. "I'm so excited for your first day at school," Belinda says bubbily. "You're going to love Rosestead High."

In a short while, you pull up to an impressive looking school with a sign in front saying "Welcome to Rosestead High: Home of the Mustangs." The architecture is oddly old-fashioned for a school, looking rather Victorian with arches, pointed windows, and quite a lot of ornamentation. "My daddy provided the money to build this school," Belinda says, "but it's a public school."

"It looks old," you say.

"No, it was only built about twenty years ago. It's completely modern inside."

You let yourself out and Belinda comes out on your side. Molly gets out at the same time and hurries around to the other side of the car and opens the door for Ethan. Then she rushes back into the car and takes off.

"Come on, sport," Ethan says. "I'll bring you to the principal's office for orientation."