Option three - somewhere else.

I couldn’t stay where I was and I couldn’t go home, not yet anyway, so I decided to backtrack. Maybe I could find the Phi-kaps frat-house. I wouldn’t get any sleep but at least I wouldn’t freeze. It might be pretty funny to call Sarah from there. Maybe I could invite her over?

I knew Tina and the others would love to have a crack at her. Spending a night with me getting gang-banged would beat leaving her in Josh’s company. I knew Sarah would be up for it. She was far more sexual than I was, or rather, than I had been. She'd never done anything to approach my current state of slutiness, but there was no doubt she would take it as a challenge. She of the "blowjob lips" comment.

My mind made up, I began to retrace my steps. I walked carefully down our cul-de-sac and then moved briskly down the road.

I reached the corner, and froze.