The fraternity was hosting its annual Recruit Week Kegger before the new semester began. The Phi Kappa sorority would be there too, including their ne... recruits. It became known as a sort of ‘Last Chance’ party for all potential initiates to prove themselves worthy of entering the fraternity by completing their infamous task:Find a Phi Kappa girl, and do everything you can to knock her up.You dress yourself in your finest party-wear and make your way to the frat house. Already the music blares. I handed the jeans in and made my way to the bus.Arriving home I found another box left outside, it looked to have come from the same site as the thong. I took it in, took my shoes off and walked up to my bedroom in stockinged feet and into my bedroom with the box. I took my t shirt and jeans off and noticing the thong immediately thought of the new box. I opened it and found a pink lacey bra that matched the thong. I have no idea why but I just put my arms through the straps and fastened the. She still had that trapped feeling as she tried to find out where her brother was. She had the number of his unit in Kansas, but when she called there, they just told her the unit was still deployed, and would be for another month. They had phone numbers for his company, in Iraq, but they were strange numbers, that didn't make any sense to her, having too many digits and nothing that looked like an area code.But she had tried everything else she could think of, so finally she tried calling one. Though Jo tits weren't all the impressive her nice tone ass was. Her long slender tone legs where slightly spread bright red panties peeking out underneath though he had seen her in her underwear almost every day anyways. Jo actually preferred wearing clothes that made her comfortable rather than looking sexy though she somehow still managed. She often wore tight jeans or shorts. She never wore skirts and he had only seen her in a dress a few times though she looked damn sexy in one.She had.