“What got into him?” said Stacey. She shrugged her shoulders. This as the boy’s dorm. She would just go door to door. There had to be some guys here, and they would all want her. She would be happy tonight. She was going to bag herself a guy.
Irene smiled. Now she knew. As soon as she sensed that Randy was now “playing for the other team”, she knew that he was the follower, not the leader. His fate was bad enough, but it would go down worse for Doug. She wouldn’t be as nice and as kind to *him*. He organized it, so he would suffer far worse than Randy had.