The day my acceptance letter to Alpha Pi Sigma sorority arrived is etched in my memory like a photograph, each detail vivid and clear. I had spent years dreaming of being part of a sisterhood, and now that dream was finally within reach. As I walked onto campus for my first week as a wide-eyed freshman, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness simmering within me. The rush process was grueling, with co...

“Hey, what are you going as?” Mia asked me out of nowhere, looking up from her desk. It was close enough to Halloween for me to catch her meaning. “Nothing.” I tried to sound offhand, and not pathetically homesick at all. “Oh, come on.” she swiveled her chair to face me. “You’re not a ‘this is my costume’ orange t-shirt type of girl, are you?” I aggressively wasn’t, but I shrugged like those t-shirts didn’t make me gag, a...

Chapter One The door opened, and Taylor sprinted inside Tabitha’s bathroom to pee. “Damn, girl, slow down,” Stephanie laughed, falling on me as we went inside. Tabitha guided us to the modest living room where, in my drunken stupor, I had to laugh. “Ta-da!” Tabitha put on display with her hands. In the center of her living room was a silver stripper pole that was screwed into the floor and the ceiling. “What do you think?...

“Whoa there, big fella. No dickie. No entry.” Stymied on the veranda, the conflicted monster grunted. With Timewarp blasting through the party’s haze, the monster cautiously scanned the sorority’s grinnin’-and-twinnin’ knob goblins before whipping out little Frankenfurter for inspection. “What unholy thing’s that?” Mary cooed. “It’s fucking green. Balls too. Talk about costume commitment. Sis, I think we have a weiner.” “...

To all appearances, Karen was one of the most traditional, proper women around. Most everyone saw her that way. It was an image she cultivated. She dressed quite modestly, she acted very proper in public, and she was outspokenly traditionalist. She was a fervent defender of the importance of traditional values. But underneath that was another Karen: a beautiful blonde who really liked sex. Both of us were between relation...

As recently as the 1950s, carnivals and state fairs had what were called “kissing booths.” They were occupied by young girls who would stand in an open window and lean on the sill. Passerby were charged a fee to kiss the young lady and this earned money for charity. For a price of about thirty cents (close to $3.00 in today’s money), a man or boy could come up to her window and get a kiss from the girl in return. Usually,...

I wished I was at home. There were distinctive disadvantages in being a legacy. Though I would never really know the costs of student loans or working a part-time job, great expectations came with their own grating sacrifices. Made all the worse by the gnawing knowledge that I really didn't have it that bad. Most of my friends, even those destined for top private schools based on Daddy's donation, would have killed to mak...

Exposed to the hard spattering of raindrops, I had never been smaller than at my grandmother's graveside. Grandma Carolina Haverton MacKinley herself was small next to my great grandmother, Helen Haverton, who took "Haverton-Gibson" as her married name. Grandma Helen worked her husband, an architect, to found a construction and real estate empire. She began in Portland. Our properties now dominated areas as far south as C...

I had to look down to confirm that it was, in fact, my girlfriend who had my cock in her mouth. As the embrace of her lips slowly moved up and down my shaft, her tongue waggled across the underside driving me toward the peak. “I’m gonna cum!” I cautioned. I always let Emma decide where she wants me to shoot. “Not yet,” she lifted her head to say. Her fingers squeezed my testicles as if testing kiwi fruit for ripeness, lea...

She stripped naked. Becky turned the shower on and looked in the mirror at her nude curves before stepping in the shower. Tonight was the big game for her Cougars. Where she slept was decked out in school colors: red and white. She left the shower curtain open. She was kind of in a rush and she liked to dance naked in the shower, leaving the mirror open. As she twerked in the shower, she heard this from one of her sororit...