Jason Jones in the Grand Adventure

Whatever happened to Jason Jones after that fateful adventure? Well, one day, after watching a television broadcast on California and the massively hot womons there, he decided to try his luck in the great West. So he hopped on a train and rode the rails, stop after stop all the way to the lovely city of San Francisco. One day, while he was out stealing crabs from the wharf, he was caught by surprise in a dark and mouldy alleyway by a mysterious stranger. His usual fighting techniques were useless here, as he was stunned and incapacitated by the chloroform the stranger happened to have with him. His unconscious body was dragged quite a distance, and when he woke up, he had absolutely no idea where he was. Surrounded by darkness, he felt around and ascertained that he was in a small room, and he felt a space heater and a length of rope lying on the ground. Thinking quickly, he tied the rope to the space heater and swung madly at the walls, trying to locate weak points. At last, one of the walls crumbled, as a result of years of rust and rain eroding its supports. Jason was at last free. But the problem remained of orientating himself. After a small round of investigating, he determined that he had been kept in the arboretum of the Westmont High School all along! He was finally in the place where he wanted to be, surrounded everywhere by hot womons of all kinds. Three whirlwind months of romance later, he so enchanted a young lass that she agreed, perhaps under the influence of alcohols, to accompany Jason back to Iowa, where he would make a proud father. He intercoursed with her on the train back, and, soon enough, she bore him twins. Yes, they were indeed the pinnacle of hotness, and beautaceous in form, mind, spirit, and countenance. But the birth had taken everything out of the young lass. Jason's hot womon passed away mere hours after. But Jason never despaired. He would return to her hometown, to remember he always, and raise the children as she would have wanted.