"I wish Mr. Salem was getting professional counseling for his drinking and any mental health issues and violent tendencies he has. I wish he was not a teacher at my school, and was not in a position where he could cause harm to another person. His therapy will go well, and he will live a quiet life far away from here." Jon made the wish, hoping that he had avoided catastrophe.
Tiffany's feed changed to her sitting at a bar with some of her colleagues. Jon recognized the former Sarah Taylor sitting with her boss. The group was loudly complaining about their husbands, but it was a much better atmosphere.
"He just doesn't do anything for me. I'm tempted to just pick some of those boys roaming the halls and keep tabs on them after they graduate. I'm sure they wouldn't mind a sugar mama showing them the ropes once they get out of school." Tiffany seemed to be enjoying herself more as she drank and had a good time with friends.
Jon sighed, knowing Tiffany was still Tiffany. Even older and in another life and family she was still kind of slutty. That didn't mean that refusing a jerk like Mr Salem should endanger her life or the lives of her students. He also wasn't sure what would happen if someone else became the new Mrs. Morse tomorrow. All Jon knew was he wanted things to be as peaceful as possible while he experienced whatever the rock had in store for him.
"Got your sights set on anyone?" One of the other women asked with a chuckle. Jon thought he recognized her from one of his classes, but couldn't be sure. It was hard to tell with the double chin and signs of aging, but he thought she may have been Monica Kaplan before. If that was true the Black woman sitting at the bar had put on a lot of weight compared to her days as a track star. Flabby arms brought more beer to her lips. She had a large round gut, and with how fat her ass and untoned her legs were it seemed it had been years since Monica had done any kind of running.
"She's going to say Biff Meadows. She's always had a thing for those football studs." Sarah said matter of factly as she sipped her cosmo.
"He's a good choice, but I like a challenge. It would be too easy to get Biff in bed. Lord knows there are enough rumors Linda McMillan has." Tiffany laughed, and the others joined in. Jon didn't like hearing about his former mom like this, but there was little he could do.
"So who then?" Monica asked again.
"Maybe someone like Jon Madison. He and Samantha Black are very close, and she has brains and beauty, but if I put on the charm there is no way he could resist a mature beauty like me." Tiffany proclaimed proudly.
Jon's jaw dropped. Why was he discovering so many people were into him in this reality? Was this just because of Tiffany's personality? Had she considered him an option in their original reality? Was Mrs. Morse somehow attracted to him? Jon tried to calm down and listen.
"That'd be a tough sell Tiff. Those two have been friends forever, and they're always together. Besides, do you know if Jon even has a thing for older women?" Jon wondered if Sarah helped keep Tiffany somewhat grounded in this reality with her serious demeanor.
"With a body like this there isn't a boy his age that wouldn't want me." Tiffany stood up confidently and spun for her friends. Jon couldn't help thinking she was definitely sexy with the added years just making her boobs and butt bigger and thicker.
Jon left things there for the night and went back to sleep. He had managed to do some good. It had been chance he'd peeked into Tiffany's feed, but he felt better knowing he'd prevented something worse.
The next morning Jon sat at the breakfast table with Julie, Susan and Mikey.
"I'll be late getting home now that I have cheer practice." Susan reminded her mom, finding ways to slip her new social status into the conversation constantly.
"I'm proud of you Susan. I know you'll do great out there." Julie said encouragingly.
"Yeah, just have fun and do your best. I know you have what it takes." Jon said, earning a smile. He was only stating the truth, having learned from the app Susan had been head cheerleader the first time she'd been in high school.
