" I laughed. I'd expected almost anythingother than this when I'd decided to pledge a fraternity. Here I was,naked in a pink robe, getting hot thinkin... about letting some guytake me! It was just too surreal not to be funny."So do you think you want to try or should I call in Kyle and you canjoin the others who are backing out?" She asked.I sat there and thought about it. It wasn't a hard decision, but Ididn't want to just jump in without thinking things through. It was aonce in a lifetime kind. I knew I was thinking wrong and so I decided to get done with dinner asap and go back to my place. But my fate had something else in store for me.We were discussing random things from movies to politics while having dinner. And then she asked me if I had any girlfriend. No, came my answer. She wanted to stretch the topic but because of that direct No, she couldn’t help it.We then ate butterscotch ice cream, our dessert. While having the ice cream, I asked her hows her life going ? She said its. ’ ‘Oh, OK,’ I said, twiddling the phone cord round my fingers and feeling unaccountably pleased. ‘You wanna meet up sometime? I’m free this weekend.’ ‘Yeh,’ he said. ‘Me, too. Can I take you out to dinner? Somewhere posh?’ ‘Oooh, fabulous! I’ll dress up!’ ‘You should,’ he said. ‘It’s a special occasion.’ I pestered him, but he wouldn’t tell me what it was, so we arranged times and places and hung up. I was still grinning days later. Saturday arrived and we drove off in style in Trevor’s shiny. The pain was equallyintense and I yelped, crying out, "Please! ...No more!" But the third andfourth deliveries quickly followed, each below the previous stripe. Beadsof sweat had formed across my brow and I was gasping for breath, whileresisting the urge to stand up because of the obvious consequences. Thefifth stroke landed parallel with the others but across my upper thighswhere there was less fat to absorb the impact. The resulting pain wasindescribable and I again screamed out in despair..