” She knew what she had to do. She texted her friends that she was not going to make because she was feeling a little under the weather and off she...went.It is 5 pm and Renee is walking up to the door of the address sent to her. It appeared to be an off campus makeshift frat house, with a grungy couch on the front porch and all. She stood there planning to tell her tormentors that this had to stop. Just before she could push the doorbell she texted her friend the address of where she was,. "I want a man that I can love and respect for what he is at heart. Can you honestly tell me that you have ever felt a deep respect for Father?"Frances never gaped. Never until just then, at least. This child of hers was much more dangerously perceptive than she had realized. She dared not respond to that question. "But your Mr. Alford had already rejected you because of your wealth." Yes, and you made certain that I had no chance to try to change his mind," Marielle retorted in an undisguised. I told him no you're not fucking in the ass., he said he just wanted to finger it. I said no ,he begged me, told me it a finger with lubricant on it .he begged some more so i said ok but be gentle. What i didn't tell he was the answer was yes , i didn't want to come out and tell him that i might like to being fucked in the ass. So i played like no way man. He put some lubricant on my ass and ,his finger and begin to finger my ass.it felt weird and some slight pain, but overall it was different.. The seat of her tight jeans begged for a hand to grope her ass tight and hard. Then, Andrea came home shouting "OHHYEEEAA! SPREAK BREAK! PARTY TIME!" In the evening, they had planned to meet up with some friends at Greek Row where the fraternity and sorority houses were having parties. Hank wasn't really into college parties, but his roommates and friends dragged him along and lured him with hot partying girls. It was the typical frat parties filled with kegs and beer bongs. Hank found his frat.