‘I can go on my own,’ I muttered, but my voice was drowned out by the music. After the concert, Mr. Stanley managed to secure a few moments to spe...k with the band members. Anna and Mark went along to be polite, but by that time, they were too distracted to appreciate the chance to meet the band. I scanned the room, looking for the pianist, frowning with disappointment when I couldn’t find him. ‘Are you enjoying yourself, Olivia?’ Mr. Stanley asked me. ‘I thought you’d like to meet the members. Firm but still smooth and soft in good zones. Massaging the boobs felt like butter. Involuntarily, I brought my face near her left nipple and wrapped my lips around it. She let out an “oh” sound and held my head.Then I was sucking the nipple and wavering my tongue tip rapidly on it while pressing the other boob. Her moans indicated how much she was enjoying this.After some time, I switched over to the other boobs. But just before that, I looked lovingly into her eyes and gave a quick kiss on. A couple of guys balked at doing it but nobody ever blew the whistle on us.To get right to the point, I had been accepted into the fraternity and all that was left was the formality of the initiation. I'd heard it was a real doozy--very different from what any other frat put you through. But I wasn't too nervous about it. So you get your ass paddled or some such juvenile shit. No big deal. There were fifteen of us new pledges and I figured I could stand anything the other guys could.So came the. At first, she used to flirt with me but I never gave too much thought about it. I thought she was just playful and doing this just for fun. But as the time went by, she started getting very close to me. She started touching me more like holding my hand, giving me hugs, playing with my arms or my face. She used to put makeup on me when we were alone. I played along as I was having fun. I had my own room with a big bed and since she didn’t like to sleep alone, she would just sleep in the same bed.