Head home

Renee didn't even hesitate, as she began to jog towards her house, ready to endure at least a 45 minute walk. Had she decided to go back into school though, her luck would've been impeccable, as everyone in the halls were too busy admiring the streaker stunt she pulled. But instead of taking the risk of being seen by none of her classmates, Renee was taking her shapely body up a hill towards her house. And people were out. Specifically an elderly man walking his little Yorkshire who was yapping at Renee, which caused the gentleman to turn his head, eyes nearly popping out of his skull.

"GOOD morning to you ma'am! I miss college..."

He spoke with such lustful nostalgia as she screamed on past him covering her face in shame.

It was going to be a long day.