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Chapter One - Indoctrination When I first got Free nudist naturist image purenudism college, I was like many impressionable, young incoming freshman girls -- anxious about leaving high school behind and desirous of achieving popularity and status in college.

My future was in my hands, I was repeatedly told. As it turns out, getting one's foot in the door often is a matter of how far one is willing to go to get what one wants.

For me, it turned out, I was willing to go significantly further than I ever expected. In high school, I ran with the in crowd.

I was in scholastic honor societies. I sang in the choir. I was on the cheerleading drill team. I was an elected class officer.

I Soroity competition erotic stories a couple of times in the running for homecoming queen, and so on. College, I was told, was a whole new ballgame. One went from being a big Soroity competition erotic stories in a small pond to being Soroity competition erotic stories small fish in a big pond.

However, there was a shortcut to status and popularity in college. And it was the sorority system. If you pledged and were accepted into a top sorority, life would be good. You would be invited to all the best parties. You immediately would have 70 best friends and roommates. You would have built-in study partners. You would have access to a vast alumni network once you left college for the working world.

It all would be yours, I was promised. That is, if you make it through rush, the annual sorority rite of determining who to invite to join. This process Soroity competition erotic stories always at least a three part ordeal -- one part job interview, one part beauty contest and one part impress the older girls. I arrived at college in late July six years ago to prepare to join the annual sorority rush. By talking with friends, family, Soroity competition erotic stories and others, I had narrowed my sorority choices down Soroity competition erotic stories three, with one as the clear favorite.

My base of operations was a nice, small hotel on the edge Soroity competition erotic stories the campus. From there I designed my grand rush strategy.

I had a calendar tacked to the bathroom door with all the key parties, events and gatherings clearly marked. My closet was full of my nicest clothes. My bathroom looked like a makeup counter at Neiman Marcus. I was ready to march into battle. The first week of rush was filled with seemingly endless and back-to-back "meet-and-greets," where prospective members or rushees would visit their target sororities and introduce themselves to rush committee members.

These gatherings were the job interview portion of the ordeal. Focusing on my three target houses, I was firing on all cylinders.

Soroity competition erotic stories did a great job at each interview, especially at my first choice house. As a result, I was invited back to evening parties at all three houses. Hurdle one, cleared. The parties were the beauty contest portion of the ordeals. The purpose and format was the same at all three houses: dress up in your nicest formal wear; parade in front of current members; mix and mingle; go home and wait by the phone.

I did fairly well at this section too. I was called back to two houses, including my favorite and was formally invited to join each sorority. I quickly accepted the offer from my favorite Soroity competition erotic stories target house, which I don't want to fully name.

I'll just call it Delta. Two nights after getting the invitation to join, I was at the Delta house, again dressed to the nines, eating finger food, sipping soda and getting the low-down on the initiation process, as they called it. In hindsight, I would call it hazing. Hazing is a set of initiation rites and can range from being forced to drink excessive amounts Soroity competition erotic stories alcohol to being kept Soroity competition erotic stories for days on end while having to do menial chores around the sorority house.

Hazing today is officially illegal. Six years ago, hazing didn't have nearly the stigma it has today. At the initiation party, I was assigned a Big Sister. Her name was Bethany. She would be a senior for the upcoming school year. She had been in the house since her freshman year. She was tall and very attractive, in a stereotypical sorority way.

She was thin with long, straight amber-colored hair, long legs and what I would call generous breasts. I don't think I was randomly assigned to Bethany. I think she sought me out. She said I reminded her of herself when she Soroity competition erotic stories a Sexy big boobs feed. Bethany and I could easily be mistaken for sisters.

I too am tall ''have long, straight amber-colored hair and long legs. I don't, however, fill out a sports bra quite as well as Bethany. My breasts are good-sized, but not as full as Bethany's.

In other words, I get a nice bounce Soroity competition erotic stories if I run without a bra, but not so much as to make running wholly uncomfortable. Each of us pledges was told our Big Sister would be our guide for the week-long initiation. Each of our initiations, it was explained, would be unique. The process would be tailored to each person based on an in-depth, intimate conversation that was to take place that night with our Big Sister.

The contents of these conversations would remain confidential. No one besides our Big Sister Erin true amateur models spread learn of what we talked about. Disclosure of pledge conversations was a strict no-no at Delta. If one was to divulge secrets from the conversation, that person would immediately be barred from the house, for life. They took this seriously. That night, Bethany Aletta ocean creampi sex video me out to a nice local restaurant where we had an excellent Soroity competition erotic stories and quickly plowed our way through two bottles of wine.

Throughout the meal, we discussed everything, like we had been friends for years. We discussed intimate details of our Soroity competition erotic stories histories -- what we had done, what we hadn't, what we wouldn't. We talked about our bodies -- what we liked, what we didn't. We discussed five Fs -- family, friends, feelings futures and fun. I really felt like we got on great. The one thing that surprised me most about Bethany, and intrigued me at the same time, was her professed enjoyment of exhibitionism.

Foto bugil teacher boy said she loved her body and how good it looked and like to show it off to men and women. She talked about flashing her breasts and pubic area in public, wearing sexy, revealing clothes, stripping naked in the great outdoors, etc Soroity competition erotic stories even thought she was getting turned on telling me about it. By the time we finished Soroity competition erotic stories meal, I was pretty tipsy and excited for the beginning of my initiation, which Bethany said would Soroity competition erotic stories the next day.

As we walked out of the restaurant, I started thinking about a story Bethany told me about sunbathing on a hotel room deck that adjoined another room's deck while wearing only a g-string bottom. She did this, she said, because she thought the businessman staying next door was cute and she wanted to torture him by using a bit of controlled exhibitionism. She described how she would make enough noise while on the deck to lure him out to see what the noise was about.

She said she would catch him trying to slyly catch glimpses of her nearly naked body laying just feet from his sliding hotel room door. She said this was just one of a series of purposeful "showing off incidents," as she called them, that she does from time to time.

What she said after this got me a bit concerned. She said, "It's really a turn-on to do things you never thought you would, or could. You'll see. To prepare for tomorrow, the beginning of my initiation, she said she had one request. After all, what did a sorority initiation have to do with shaving my pubic hair, I wondered. I thought hazing involved beer, sleep deprivation and doing Big Sisters' dirty work.

She had other ideas. Bethany looked at me with a bit Soroity competition erotic stories fire in her eyes and said, "Kate, don't ask those kind of questions. For this one week you are to do what I say. You have to trust me. Just do it. With my mind now swimming with thoughts of Bethany's exhibitionism Soroity competition erotic stories, I decided to try a little "showing off" myself. I quickly turned around and walked back Soroity competition erotic stories of the hotel into the parking lot.

I found a quiet, dark row of cars and stepped between a couple of SUVs.

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