She glowed. There was no other word for it. Then I whispered that she was way overdressed. I was wearing cut-off jeans, sandals and a Deadhead tee sh...rt. She laughed and whispered back that Jeff had said the exact same thing earlier.My wife then grabbed Jeff by the hand and led him over to the bar as she told me to finish my game and join them. I told her that Pat and I owned the table till someone beat us so we'd be a while, and pointed out the cooler with her wine in it. She sent Jeff over. The wetness seemed to have stopped, at least for now. Taking advantage of my position, he grabbed my horse tail, and slowly pulled the butt plug out of my ass, and dropped it in the sand. He rolled it around so the sand would cover it evenly. He pulled the rest of his river rocks out of his pocket, and pushed them, one by one, up my rectum. Six times he plunged his finger up my ass, pushing stones in each time. Then he picked up the sand-covered butt plug, and shoved it back into my ass. Now, I. "Now that doesn't sound very respectful, does it? Why don't you try thatagain." Aaron shuffled on the landing. "I'm sorry, Ma'am." Andrea smiled sweetly at her brother. "That's better. You know, Aaron, justbecause I'm your sister does not mean that I'm going to allow you to shirkyour responsibilities as a pledge. You will treat me with the respect due toevery Delta Omicron Mu sister. I've been easy on you so far, but you knew therisks joining up with a fraternity house that was linked to the. "Or you'll what?"Shannon grimaced and looked at her lap. "Nothing, I guess. But you're not kidding me. Maybe you're not a ten, but you're over the limit."I sighed. "I didn't plan to rush things, but ... Rachel made you an offer. I approved it. The ball is in your court."Shannon raised haunted eyes to mine. "You're not playing with me, are you? This is the real thing? The whole enchilada, if... ?" That's 'when, ' not 'if'. Yes. Rachel asked me, but you made the sale yourself." I sat back."What.