He liked the way it felt."Formal attire M'Lady?" No, jeans will be fine, but a sports coat is mandatory!" Very well, I will pick you up on the first, ...romptly at 6pm."Patty smiled, turned on her heels and walked away without another word. George stood there in awe of her.**********Arriving home a bit later, Patty felt the familiar craps that announced the beginnings of her period. Hurrying upstairs to her bathroom she pulled down her jeans, dabbed herself with a bit of toilet paper and. Several of us crept up the stairs as silently as possible and stopped in front of Benji’s door. We then decided to get someone to peek in the glass window that is above the door (glass panes were above all the doors in that very old antebellum fraternity house). Two of us used interlinked our fingers in our hands making two steps so that Jennifer (since she weighed the least and she wanted to the most), step up onto our hands to hold her up where she could peek into the room above Benji’s. They do this to spare themselves getting the whole thing down their throats. They try to make out it looks cutesie. Who knows where the tall one had learned this from - probably watching pornos with her friends.I was having none of it. I slapped her face. "None of those whore tricks" I told her. "Do that again and I will tie your hands behind your back". My friend took his cue also "Dont even think about biting down bitch. You will know all about it".The girls got down to their work. Mine. .. though I wasn't sure if it was from the alcohol, or from watching Heather and Mark make out on the other side of the room. I felt a flush run across my chest, and the heat turned into a dull throb which came from between my legs. I thought I saw Mark's hand slip under her skirt, but just then someone heaved themselves onto the beanbag next to my chair and handed me a bottle of hard cider, my other weakness.I shook myself out of my little voyeur act and looked to the side. I took a swig of.