I ignored their taunts as we waited for school to start and just got out my book and read. One of them, a good-looking, tousled, blond boy started sho...ing me. I shoved back, giving him a warning look, but the bell went. He sent me a glare that clearly indicated unfinished business.Schoolwork was ridiculously easy, given the level of education I carried in my old brain and I found myself tearing through what was put in front of me. By the end of the first lesson, Mr Maple, my Maths teacher, was. ‘Good morning Princess Rhoswen,’ they both say in unison. They open the double oak doors for her. Her slippers whisper across the stones as she makes her way to the dais. She takes her seat on the left side of her father’s throne. She fixes her skirts around her then looks up at her father. ‘Will we trade with her kingdom papa?’ He turns his attention from the doors to Rhoswen. ‘Perhaps. It depends on what they have to offer.’ He looks to the doors catching movement from the corner of his eye.. I wasn't terribly athletic as I was a little on the heavy side so I chose a frat that had a reputation for not being too selective but also being a lot of fun. I figured I could have a good time and still keep my grades up if I worked at it, so a party frat would be perfect.Also, they might have use for someone who can help keep the house's GPA up and the dean off their neck. The house wasn't Delta House from the movie 'Animal House' but it was pretty wild as a pledge and had an underlying. My cock throbbed in response, tugging back on the scarf. “Oooooh, is it a tug of war?” she teased, tugging back on the scarf a little harder, making my balls ache and causing me to grunt. To this, she only giggled and turned her attention to the TV. The guy was now full on stroking his cock, alternating between fast and slow strokes and moaning. Jane had sat down her wine glass, pulled up her top and was rubbing her nipples in slow circling motions with her free hand, the other hand was still.