It just happened to be a really hot day, and I noticed that she was busying herself with weeding the flowerbed. I already had a jug of iced tea in the...fridge and saw an opportunity to try and invite her over.I hopped in the car and headed out as if going to the local store, returning about 15 minutes later. I pulled up alongside their house and lowered the window on the passenger side. She was kneeling on a rubber mat, prodding at the ground with a small tool. Her hair was tied back and there. I thought that was the best part of the university but after my first day of orientation I started to think I made a big mistake going to a school where I didn't know anyone. After going to a few mixers thrown by the school I even felt even more out of place and my roommate wasn't much help either considering he was in the school band and had practice during his free time. As the second day progress and nothing change from first day, I decided to sneak down to the cafeteria and grab a bit to. Immediately followingthis meeting I will formally break you into four groups of twenty-five andsend you to four separate rooms to come up with plans that relate to your assignedmotif. As it happens, we are blessed this week with the presence of five veteransof past shows who already know the ropes, so to speak. I will put four of themin charge of a group. They are . . ." she pointed them out as she named them. . . "Sveta, Lin, Justin and Lilya. Sveta and Lin you've already heard from.Justin is. Miller said “Enough.” And Ginger stopped dancing, then the men pulled away. “Lay down Ginger … take your fucking thong off.” I watched mesmerized as the woman did exactly what Mr. Miller said. She stripped off the hot pink thong exposing a shaved cunt and lay down on the raised table. Mr. Miller pushed me on the shoulder and laughed. “Go say hi to Ginger cunt.” I got up, a little confused but crossed the room and looked down at the naked woman. “Umm, hi Ginger.” I said quietly. Everyone.