He can support her himself.

He knows what to do. Two out of three kids are out of the house. He has the room and he certainly has the money. He doesn't need to find her a sugar daddy, and he doesn't want her to have to do anything that she doesn't want to do. Not when he easily has the power to give her a hand.

While considering the ways to word his question, Jason decides to try out his idea on another stranger. If he's being honest with himself, he's just enjoying fundamentally changing the lives of people around him. It's not as though he's going to see the results of his "test" before he does anything to Kaylee. He's pulling into his neighborhood looking for people when he sees an approximately 30 year old balding man unloading baseball equipment from the trunk of his car while two boys run into the house. "Is that man a college professor who is so sexually devoted to his student that he lets her live with him for free and will always support her financially?" he asks. He slows the car to watch.

In the doorway now stands a young woman dressed in loose pink short shorts and a white tank top clearly displaying her lack of bra. Her mahogany hair is messy, as though she hadn't brushed it, but it gives off a "just had sex" vibe that only adds to her attractiveness. She tousles the man's son's hair as they run past her into the house, clearly used to her presence. The man approaches with the baseball bag slung over his shoulder and leans in for a kiss. She stops him in his approach by grabbing his crotch and smirking, clearly in control. Kissing happens when she wants it to. He freezes, allowing the girl to manipulate his cock through his pants, cautiously checking inside the house, probably for his sons.

Jason wonders if he just ruined the man's relationship with a significant other. Just for the fun of it he adds to his earlier question, "is the man bisexual and married to another, very submissive man who recently became the students full time sex **** when she took control of their lives?" Unfortunately the **** doesn't appear in a place that Jason can see from the car. He'd have to check back with them later. The student glances at his slowly moving car and he decides to speed away.

Pulling into his driveway, Jason formalizes his decision. He asks, "Will Kaylee test how much I let her get away with by sexually degrading me, and start to realize she can manipulate me into supporting her financially her whole life? Will she be content with a life of fun and sexual debauchery at my expense?" He exits his car, thinking about dinner and looking forward to Kaylee the next day at work.

Back around the dinner table, Jason is slightly disappointed to see that Willow had changed into more comfortable house clothes. He knows she's probably wearing the vibrator under her sweats, but he can't see any sign of it or hear it on. He wonders if it is."So, how was Mr. Walsh today? I'm sure he didn't give you a hard time again." Jason says.

Willow blushes and looks down at her food. "No, he was perfectly kind to me today. He even said my outfit suited me."

Jason almost laughs, remembering that he'd said it suited her because it was a slut's uniform. He stifles that. "That's wonderful, Honey. Do you feel like you're more comfortable with what he wants from you?" he pushes. He probably doesn't need to, but it can't hurt to urge her ahead.

"What's that noise?" Dina asks, speaking for the first time in the meal. What she heard, Jason assumes, is the light vibrations coming from between her mother's legs. It seems that she is more comfortable with his desires.

"N-nothing," Willow says, biting her lip. She stops talking for now, only nodding to Jason.

On to his next target Jason turns to Dina. "How about you? Did today go as well as you hoped?"

Dina is immediately distracted from the sound and thinks back on the day and the way Mr. Henderson, her chemistry teacher was very insistent on helping her hands on with her titration. He'd come up behind her and guided her hands personally. Through her thin shorts, it wasn't difficult to feel something hard pressed into her lower back before the teacher caught himself and backed away. While he was behind her, she made sure to lean forward and let her booty shorts ride up. "Yeah, it was fine," she says.

"That's good," Jason takes another bite, considering. "I know your mother had to work late today, did you get tutoring help from your History teacher? Did he help you with what you needed?" Jason made this need for tutoring up from scratch, but she isn't giving him much to work with.

"Mr. Lopez. Yeah, he helped a lot." Again Dina reflects on her time one on one with another hot teacher. She had gone in for help, ostensibly about some treaty or another that she stopped caring about the moment she was done asking about it. In actuality, she went in so that he'd pay more attention to her. When he was at the board, his world map drawn down and she sat behind a desk in the front row of the class, the hand that wasn't pretending to take notes was playing with her pussy through her shorts. She's nearly certain that he could tell what she was doing, her arm clearly angled down, but didn't say anything. She's also certain he noticed the wet spot between her legs when she left to go run to the bathroom and shove her backpack dildo inside her. Yes, he'd helped with what she needed, but she smiled because her dad didn't realize what she'd needed was some one on one time to help her get off.

"Well, that's good," Jason said, frustrated. Maybe he should have spied on her at school too. He glances at Willow, who has all but stopped eating, looking at her plate with more concentration than it is due. "You know, Dina, I'm sure your teachers love it when you ask them questions like that. Your mother has always said that those kinds of questions help them plan their lessons so they know what they missed. I bet your teachers get the same kind of help and pleasure as you do when you actually engage with them, right Will?"

"Hmm?" Willow asks, looking up.

"I was just asking: don't Dina's teachers look forward to seeing her every day?"

"I'm sure they do."

A/N: Alright, looks like we have a divided poll, so I went with option 5. Don't worry, we'll certainly see option 3 pop up somewhere in this story. I have a few characters in mind that might go down that path.