They drove back to their house. Then another car pulled into Bobs driveway. It was a agate grey metallic Porsche 911 Carrera. Hoan Vegars got out. He ...as wearing a grey Confederate Army Kepi, an orange Everything is Bigger in Texas T-Shit, Wrangler jeans, and a brown belt with a brass oval shaped belt buckle that had the letter CS on it. He had purchased this belt buckle at the Museum of the Confederacy in Richmond, Virginia. Hoan was also wearing brown Justin Bay Apache western boots. Hoan was. On it were two rows of words. Across the top were nine names, those of the nine sororities on campus. Down the side were the names of each of us in Pledge Class Beta Gamma. “I put forth a challenge to you, one that every one of us has already passed. Before your initiation, six weeks hence, you are required to have carnal knowledge of one member of each sorority on this campus.” We looked at each other again, wondering if he was serious. I had been an okay cocksman in High School, but now I. She would wear shorts and t-shirts in the house. I got a chance to feel her smooth legs. We started hugging each other. Her boobs were big and soft and I enjoyed them getting pressed against my chest. Her nipples would stiffen and I could feel them poking against my chest.One day when my wife was away , Rita told me she was going for a bath. I told her to keep the bathroom door open. She laughed and to my surprise kept the door open. My eyes popped as I saw the water travelling down from her. " I kicked the guest chair."Well, is it rumor or news?" Damn it, Nick, I thought we were buddies." I was a bit angry."Of course we are. What do you want me to do? I can't tape everyone's mouth closed. I can't tape Mary's mouth. You know her." Nick was laughing."Damn it," I sighed. "Hey, Nick." I had just remembered something."What?" Why did you send me to New York with her?" I already told you." Is that it?" James, she likes you. Everyone knows that." Everyone?"Nick was laughing really hard. I.