You wake up before the homeless man...

You wake up with a gasp as your mind returns in the ally way. The last thing you remember was your dream, where you danced with a satyr. You wipe your eyes as you look around. The rag was what used to be a blanket. It had stains on it, but overall it wasn't as gross as you imagined. If that could be a good thing.

You looked at your body, still a woman. Only 48 hours give or take left of the pill's effects. You sigh in relief that you have made it this far as a virgin.

You looked around the trash pile, pizza boxes, cloths, a few cans of food, and a couple of bottles, other than the pile of clothes that the man was sleeping on.

You didn't hear the men out in the alley though. This space looked like it was a small room. As you saw daylight creep in through the cracks in the wall you realized this space was between two buildings. A small shanty of a shelter. Warm as it still had the heat coming out from two buildings. It could even maybe be spruced up, and become a cute hangout zone you thought.

You realized your "savior" or was it your "landlord" since you did a service for him to stay the night, was still asleep. Thoughts rolled around in your head. Did you dare get closer and look at him? The curiosity of who you just pleased last night. Or just slip away while he was asleep?