Chrissy’s Journey Home

Chrissy was furious. This night was far from going according to plan. She’d started the night bored in her dorm. Thinking maybe she could turn a boring evening into another hook up with Mark she’d texted him. Best case it would consider to set herself up well with whom she thought had the chance to be the most popular guy on campus. Worst case she’d at least get laid… or at least that had been the worse case. She was now naked on the opposite side of campus from her dorm with nothing but her phone and keys.

She was partially mad at herself. This part of the bet had in fact been her idea. If she hadn’t gone ahead and opened her mouth it would’ve been Mark and Zoe facing off with only one streaker… instead it had been three… and Chrissy had been the most recognizable of the bunch. The other part of her was mad at that bitch Zoe and her friend Anna. She knew that anger was irrational. They’d won their matches fair and square and they were only holding her to the terms of the bet she had proposed. Still though it was better to blame others than herself for this situation.

She also wanted to be mad at Mark… but somehow found herself even more attracted to him by the whole situation. She could only imagine how much more his popularity would shoot when the story of this got out. Beating three girls in beer pong so they had to streak the senior bonfire? That was King of Heathrow stuff right there. She knew that if the roles had been reversed she wouldn’t have given him back his clothes…

She paused and took a deep breath. She had to clear her head. She was on the Southeastern part of campus. Her dorm was North hall so she could’ve been further away… but not by much. It was decision time. She could stick to the edge of campus. It would be more secluded but would take a lot longer. Then there was cutting through the middle of campus… it would be quicker but it would mean cutting across the Quad… which was nothing but wide open space.

Where would campus police be? The quad seemed like the obvious answer. Center of campus, and the most likely gathering place of non seniors if they were gonna get into trouble on their last night in town. But also wouldn’t they be patrolling the buildings nearer the bonfire to ensure no seniors broke in one last time?

Chrissy stopped her jog at a literal fork in the sidewalk. Still naked she had her keys in one hand and her phone in the other. The hand with the keys was currently covering her pussy while her other arm covered her tits. Which way was she going to go?