Standing, contemplating your image in the mirror, you are startled by the sound of your telephone ringing.
"Hello?" you say into the receiver. There *was* something you were supposed to do after work, wasn't there...?
"HEY! Where are you?!"
The voice is Dan, shouting to be heard over loud, intoxicated sounding voices... That's right! You were supposed to go out drinking with him and some of your mutual friends! He always likes to pick the places with a lot of drunk, younger women..., even though he's getting too old for them.
"Where are you guys at?" you ask, the image of drunken college girls suddenly popping into your head, and popping up your dick. Rock hard.
"We're at the 'Station, just off campus!" he shouts back. Sounds like he. and probably the others, have started without you. "Get down here now! Before we take all the good ones!"
"Yeah, be there in a sec!" you assure him, hanging up the phone.
A quick stop for some better clothes is in order..., and, where can you get a fake i.d. made...?