Where you fell

When you regain consciousness, you are lying on the grass and can feel the sensation of a hand tenderly holding yours. You raise your head and squint as you look around. You seem to be where you last remember, just outside Christine's. There is a pretty young woman kneeling next to you but looking down the road. She is holding a cell phone in one hand, and your hand in the other. She is wearing form-fitting jogging apparel, including a tank top. From her position kneeling over you, you get a fine view of her cleavage.

"My name is Melissa Loewen," she says into the phone. "I'm a nursing student, and I'm here with a guy who was just attacked by a few girls... Yeah, like four girls attacked this guy. I saw them run away. I think they were from one of the sororities... I'm not sure, but they knocked him out. I think they used some kind of, like, chloroform or something." She relayed the address, then said 'okay' and hung up.

By the time she looked down at you, you had been staring at her cleavage for a minute or so, and she noticed the bulge in your pants. "Oh!" she said, before looking at your face and greeting you with a relieved and slightly embarrassed smile. "Hi! Just stay still, the campus police are on their way. Are you okay?"

"I think so," you say.

"What happened to you?" she asked, her eyes wide.

"I'm not really sure," you reply, trying to rise to a sitting position. "I guess I got jumped."

"Yeah, by sorority girls!" she laughed. "But they took off when they saw me. I'm Melissa." You introduce yourself. "Nice to meet you," she says, still kneeling protectively beside you as she maneuvers her hand to shake yours. "I'd love to know why a guy like you gets ambushed by girls. Do you want to wait for the police?"