The bells rings loudly, and though you've been waiting to hear it, now that you do, you suddenly feel disappointed that the match is over. Two girls pull you out of the pool, and while they are both minimally dressed and maximally attractive, you can't help but have all your attention on since she is being helped out by two equally minimally dressed guys. One of them puts his hand on her perfectly formed ass while aiding her. You kinda wish you had your hands free to put them there.
Once you're both clear of the mess, you along with everyone else there, look to the judges to decide.
Chris and Claire look at one another for a long time with grins on their faces.
"Was there ever a doubt?" Claire finally says.
"Never," says Chris, " clearly won that one."
Your mind is not really on it, but for show you figure you'd better ask the inevitable.
"So..." you mutter, "does that mean I'm not in the fraternity."
"That depends," says Claire. "On how rates you."
"Rates me?" you ask.
"That's right, you know the rules. She gets to make you do anything she wants."
"Anything?" you gulp.
"Well, there is one stipulation, well two actually..." says Claire. "It's got to be able to be done in the private room..."
"What's the 'private room'?" you ask.
"You'll see," she giggles.
"And the other stipulation?" you ask.
Chris and Claire smile at one another.
"You'll see that soon enough as well," says Chris.
You and are led together to the entrance of a doorway with a faint red-orange light glowing from it. You lean to .
"Listen," you say, "I think we worked pretty well together, how about you toss me an easy one and 'rate me' high so we can both get in, no questions asked?" |