Responding to the ad, she had been recruited to become the new ‘Fraternity Sweetheart’ for Sigma, one of the oldest and most powerful frats on cam...us. Her position was basically to be the house whore, giving each active member a monthly bareback fuck, and being the recipient of the initiation gang bang each Valentine’s Day. In return she got a free loft apartment, a free lease on a new BMW and $500 a month in spending money.Of course she said yes.Over the next 30 months she had sex hundreds of. ‘Ya know I think you wanted for ME to come out not him.’ He says softly grabbing the blanket to stop me. I’m speechless, he’s seen through me completely. Praying he doesn’t see more, I look away and try to walk away again. This time he gets up, takes me by my shoulders and takes the blanket away. I’m wearing a tank top and shorts, nothing else. The cool air flitters around me, I shiver slightly. He steps closer, saying nothing he pulls me to him by my waist. I want this so bad, but know it is. "Hey! It's got my picture on it! And the signature is Thomas O'Brien, but it's my handwriting! How did you ever do this?!"Lisa laughed. "Don't you recognize the name?" Thomas O'Brien? Hell! The Vice President of Investor Relations in New York?" Yes. A person names Gary Connors left him a memo with a hand-written post-it note on top, when he was called back to New York in November of 2008. Fortunately Gary didn't sign the middle initial. I gave you a different middle name." A'moth! No, sorry!. I was lying on my bed that afternoon, partly dozing as my body digested another of Mum's massive Sunday lunches, and partly skip-reading one of my old paperbacks, when Jen knocked softly on my door and came in."Jon, have you got a couple of minutes?" For my favourite sister, I've got all the time in the world!" That's the oldest joke in the book - I'm your only sister!"She carefully checked that she had properly closed the door behind her, and sat down on the edge of my bed. She moved a little.