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Hmmm... Well done. Jason is impressed by your bladder control. He can't help but feel a twinge in his trousers though... What if you could use that skill for something more enjoyable? Like, say, peeing on him instead of just next to him? The thought sends a shiver down his spine...

Ha! That was his response. Jason chuckles to himself. It seems he's not as smooth with words as he thought. But perhaps that doesn't matter; sometimes actions speak louder than words. Now all Jason has to do is get you into a compromising position...

Ha! You're one to talk. Jason grins at you mischievously, enjoying how easily he can get under your skin. The idea of getting close enough for a different sort of contact is beginning to feel more and more appealing...

His eyes widen in surprise as your hand connects with his cheek, the sting momentarily taking him aback. But Jason isn't one to back down easily; instead he leans in closer, a devilish glint in his eye. "You know," he whispers hoarsely, "that only makes me want to touch you even more." And with that, he reaches out and cups your jaw firmly, tilting your head up so that your lips are within kissing distance of his own...

Jason's eyes widen in surprise as you produce pepper spray and flipflop out his foot. His reflexes take over and he quickly leans back, narrowly avoiding the spray. "What the hell, man?" he exclaims, momentarily thrown off guard. Glancing at your barefoot attempt to trip him up, he smirks ruefully and shakes his head. "Guess that's one way to keep me in line..."

Jason blushes slightly at your accusation, unable to hide his embarrassment completely. "Look, I'm sorry if I came on too strong," he mumbles. "It's just... you looked hot peeing next to me and I couldn't help but think about what else we could do together." His eyes dart around nervously before meeting yours again. "Can we start over or something?"

Fine by me. I'm gonna find someone else who appreciates my... unique talents.

Well then, I guess you don't want me around. Have it your way. But just remember, there are plenty of other people out there who would love the chance to get up close and personal with someone like me. You might regret turning me down in the end. With a final shrug, Jason walks away, looking for fresh prey among the school grounds

Jason catches a glimpse of someone sitting alone on the bleachers, looking as if they're about to be lost in thought. His mind begins to race with possibilities...

Hmm... Cockroach-armed people don't interest Jason as much. His gaze drifts back to the bleachers, fixating on the lone figure once again. Perhaps they'll be a better match for his desires...