0 gpa, I’m working two part-time jobs, and I usually spend my free time studying. Chrissy, my friend, told me I needed to experience college, not ju...t attend.” “Why didn’t you try to join the sorority?” “I did. They don’t usually take girls who can’t afford to be members. Chrissy got in, I didn’t. I figured it was for the best. So, Chrissy moved into sorority the house and we stayed friends. When she told me about the party, I figured, what the hell.” “What’s your major?” “Majors,” I corrected. We were greeted at the house by a young woman who unlocked the antique store for us. “I’ll be around the cashier’s desk in case you have any questions,” the young woman said.The store was filled with many fine glass glasses and jewelry, and my wife put many on the cashier’s desk for us to buy.“There is a wonderful collection of furniture in the basement, if you are interested,” the woman said.So the basement lights were turned on for us and we went downstairs. The store had all of these old. Not the least because she gave me Colleen.A strange voice spoke up. "So, you hadn't slept in your new house until last night?" Nope," Colleen said. "Brian and Daddy worked like slaves getting it ready for us, and I never imagined I'd miss our first night, but James came along, and last night was the first night for everyone but me and this little guy."Millie interrupted. "That's why Brian refused to stay and sleep in the house last night, you know. He had supper, washed up, and came right back. “You’re not very good at this,” she mocked as I stood in the study, feeling my way towards the blinds, hoping to let a little ambient light into the room. “When I catch you, I’m going to spank you.” “Kinky,” she teased me moments before I was pelted with her waded up jeans. “If you’re wondering, I’m not wearing panties,” she teased, her voice fading as she fled the room, passing so close that she was able to brush her fingers over the tent in my pants, much to my frustration. “I really am going.