Sara sat anxiously waiting for her last class to be over so she could finish her packing to head home for Christmas. Her mind drifted away, thinking about what to pack and what excuses she could come up with to spend time with old friends in the area instead of her boring family.
At the same time not more than two rows behind Sara was someone else thinking up some ideas. These ideas however were much darker and would be far from boring, at least he thought so.
It would be hard not to stare at her for any guy. Not only was she amazingly beautiful but she was wearing a tight fitting tank top that easily showed off her curves. Her tight jeans also left little to the imagination.
Snapping out of her daydreams Sara looked around noticing other students starting to pack up; class had flown by and was almost over. The professor was writing something on the whiteboard in that teacher type scribble nobody could ever read. Throwing her books in her bag she stood up heading out of the classroom totally oblivious that she was being watched and now followed.
Sara threw her bag in her car and hopped inside. Quickly she was off to her apartment to finish packing and head home. Not far behind she was still being followed. He kept his distance having followed her before he knew where she was headed.
Pulling up to her apartment she headed inside. She was happy to be done with classes for a while but in no rush to get to her parents house. She flopped down on her bed. Feeling a little sleepy from the professors boring lecture she thought maybe a quick nap wouldn't hurt.
This worked perfectly for Chris who had followed her from college to her apartment. He had parked behind her apartment complex and was heading up through one of the back staircases.
Leaning against the door to her apartment he listened for any movement. Silence, he decided it was now or never. Forcing the door open as quietly as possible he made his way inside. Knowing his luck he half expected to see her right behind the door and get busted. Nobody was there though, was she even home yet? He held back pretty far maybe she had stopped somewhere else first that he didn't see.