Just spend a night alone in your room.

The stunning sissies can't believe their eyes or their ears when you squirm free and whimper "no thanks". Neither can you to be honest, but you decide maybe you should wait more than a night before becoming a sissy street whore. Maybe after a good night's sleep, you'll have a plan that doesn't involve a lifetime spent sucking old men's filthy cocks for folding money.

You take a luke warm shower and shiver under your threadbare blanket and stained sheets. You lock, deadbolt, chain, and prop a chair under the handle of the door, and you still feel like someone is going to burst through it at any minute. You don't sleep a wink all night, the closest you got is at nearly 4am, when just as you are about to drift off, some drunk, **** fiend, or worse starts pounding on your door and demanding to be let inside. He almost makes it in too, but decides to sleep it off just as the door looks ready to give way.

That's when you decide that you are too soft for the streets. You sure can't go home...but maybe in your fear, you were too hasty? Sure your dad will be furious at the state of his house, but it's only money and he'll save more with you out of his house. He might just write you off and make money on his tax refund this year...as long as he never has to suffer the sight of you. You can't go back to your home ever again, but that doesn't mean you can't crash at someone else's.

But who should you try to stay with? You haven't got a lot of friends and you don't exactly have a great track record in picking people to trust. You need to get off the streets, but will it be out of the frying pan and into the fire?