On second thought, I'll just take the bus home
From Create Your Own Story
You decide that one is enough for the day and take the bus home, images of the woman you saw before boarding the bus flooding your mind. She was so hot, you almost wish you had gone and corrupted her. Oh well, you may run into her again. If Satan allows it.
By the time you reach your bed, you're exhausted. You collapse on your bed, and shut your eyes.
When do you wake up?
