7 comments/ 87578 views/ 27 favorites The Adventures of a Nerd By: mw4w_wisc "Congratulations, ladies. You've all proven yourselves quite devoted to the sorority. There's only one challenge left before you can join us as full-fledged sisters," said Jane, the sorority's current president. "This last challenge will prove to be the hardest and only the most devoted of you will make it." The pledges looked at each other and groaned. The past week had been hell for them and the number of pledges had already dropped in half. Sarah, however, steeled herself and smiled as if she had already passed the challenge. It was a matter of pride for her: both her older sister, Tracy, and their mom had pledged to the same sorority. She wasn't about to be the first in her family to be rejected. "If you ladies would direct your attention to Sister Amanda, she has your next assignment," Jane said. Amanda stood, holding an upturned baseball cap in one hand. "Each of you will draw the name of your target. The rules are simple: you have two weeks to procure a photograph of your target. The photograph must also include your target's face. We don't want any of you girls cheating, now do we?" The girls let out a sign of relief. Sure, the university had thousands of students, but it should be easy enough to track down one person in that amount of time. Sarah thought to herself how lucky she was; Tracy had made the final challenge sound like it was nearly impossible. "Oh, I forgot to add one more thing: these need to be naked photographs," Jane added. One of the girls swore, while the rest began to grumble among themselves. "How the hell are we supposed to do that?" Sarah blurted out. "Anyway you can," Jane replied. "And you will remember to only speak when spoken to by a full sister, pledge. Do I make myself clear?" Sarah didn't respond. She knew she had broken the rules and didn't want to make it worse. Instead, she sheepishly nodded in agreement. "Good," said Jane. "Now that that's settled, let's get down to business. Form a line and draw your names. The challenge begins as soon as you draw your name and ends exactly two weeks from this moment." The girls arranged themselves single-file in front of Amanda and began pulling folded pieces of paper from the hat. Sarah, upset from being admonished in front of the other pledges, trodded to the end of the line. She began formulating plans in her head. If he works out, she thought, there's the possibility of having one of her male friends snap a picture of her target in the locker room. Or maybe she could pay off his roommate to take the picture? Before Sarah knew it, it was her turn to pull a name from the hat. She reached into the hat and pulled out the final piece of paper. Her hands trembled a bit as she unfolded the paper. Kevin Harrington. Well, Kevin Harrington, she thought to herself, you're in for a surprise. The other girls were still standing around, comparing their draws to see if anyone knew their targets. Sarah didn't even bother to stop and talk to them: the meeting was over and the hunt had begun. ......... Sarah fired up her laptop computer, as soon as she reached her dorm room. The university's on-line directory made it easy to find information on anyone connected to the school. I hope he doesn't live off-campus, she thought to herself, that could make this more difficult. Luckily, his address came up as being the dorm across the street from Sarah. Sarah let out a slight laugh; he lived on the same floor as Mandy, one of Sarah's good friends. This is too easy, Sarah thought. She quickly picked up her phone and gave Mandy a call. "Hello?" the voice on the other end asked. "Hey Mandy, it's Sarah," she replied. "Can you do me a favor?" "Oh, hey Sarah," Mandy said. "Sure. What do you need?" "What do you know about a guy named Kevin Harrington?" Sarah asked. "He lives on my floor, but I don't think anyone knows him too well. He keeps to himself mostly. I don't even know if he goes to his classes. The only time we ever see him is when he's working tech support in the computer lab on the first floor of our dorm," Mandy said. "Thanks, Mandy. You've been a big help." "Anytime. But why do you need to know about him of all people?" Mandy asked. Damn, Sarah thought. Mandy's a good friend, but she's also notorious for not being able to keep a secret. Letting her in on the contest would potentially ruin everything. Sarah racked her brain quickly for an excuse. "Um, someone recommended him to take a look at my laptop. It's on the fritz," Sarah said. "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, sweetie. I don't think I could go two hours without the Internet," Mandy replied. "Let me know how it goes. He's a bit of a creeper, but he's supposed to be the best." "Thanks again, Mandy. I'll let you know," Sarah said before hanging up the phone. Perfect, she thought to herself: her quick thinking with Mandy was the perfect excuse to talk to Kevin. ......... The next day, Sarah walked into the computer lab of Mandy's dorm, holding her laptop. She had popped the battery out slightly so that there wasn't an electrical connection, but wasn't noticeable at first glance. She took one last deep breath before approaching the guy sitting at the help desk. Kevin Harrington, resident computing assistant, the sign on the desk read. "Oh, please, you have to help me," Sarah begged, frantically. "I have a paper due today and my laptop is completely dead." So this is Kevin? Sarah thought to herself. He doesn't look terrible, at least. Kevin was tall, had an average build and light brown hair. His eyes were an emerald green. He was definitely a nerd, though, as if you couldn't tell from his Transformers t-shirt. His thick glasses had probably gone out of style decades ago, too. "Alright, let me take a look at it," Kevin said. Sarah handed him the laptop case and he unloaded the computer onto his desk. She tried her best to fake crying and thought about her dog, Riley, that had died when she was little. A tear streamed down her face, although Kevin didn't even seem to notice. "The first thing that we need to check is if it's getting power," Kevin stated. "Then, we'll know if it's the motherboard or the power supply." Kevin plugged the cord into wall socket and then removed and replaced the battery. Sure enough, the computer started right up. "Oh, thank you!" Sarah exclaimed, wiping her face. "You've saved my life." "It must have been a loose connection," Kevin explained. "It was no big deal at all." "It was a big deal to me," Sarah said. "I need to repay you, somehow. Hmm. What are you doing Friday night?" "Um, nothing, I guess," Kevin said. "I'm not much of a partier." "Well, I have an extra ticket to the concert playing at the Rave, if you want to go with me," Sarah said. The Rave was a popular hangout for college students and featured local bands on Friday nights. "I'll drop by here around six and we can head over there together, OK?" "I guess," Kevin said, nervously. "Good. Then, I'll see you then," Sarah said, as she headed towards the door. "Oh, by the way, my name's Sarah." ......... Friday night came and Sarah headed over to Kevin's dorm where he was standing outside the computer lab. She had made it a point to look as good as possible: she wore her tightest jeans and a low-cut top that showed more than enough cleavage. Kevin, however, was wearing the same outfit he had on the other day. They talked on the way over to the concert. It turned out that Kevin was majoring in computer science and was already taking graduate courses. That's why they never see him, Sarah thought to herself. Overall, he wasn't a bad guy, she admitted to herself; he's a bit of a dork, but pretty sweet. Once at the concert, Sarah put her plan into motion. The idea was to get him as drunk as possible, which meant only one thing: tequila. Kevin protested for the first three shots, but loosened up after that. He seemed to be letting his hair down and was starting to have a good time. The band wasn't particularly good, but it didn't matter to the two of them; they were both having fun. Around midnight, Kevin began ordering shots of his own. Sarah, being the more experienced drinker, declined his offers. The band played their last song around 1 AM and the club began to empty. By then, Kevin was fully drunk and Sarah had a good buzz going. They stumbled back towards campus, laughing the entire way at each other's jokes. Upon reaching the entrance to Kevin's dorm, Sarah leaned in and kissed him. It's now or never, Sarah thought to herself. The time had come for the next step in her plan. "Aren't you going to invite me up?" Sarah asked. "Um, sure, I guess," Kevin slurred. ......... Kevin had trouble opening the lock to his room and the couple finally stumbled inside. His room was dimly lit and poorly decorated, for a dorm room. He doesn't even have a single poster on the wall, Sarah thought. Three computers whirred on the desk in the corner, opposite his bed. How does he sleep with all that noise, Sarah wondered. Sarah leaned in and kissed Kevin again. His breath smelled like alcohol, but Sarah pressed on, thinking of her sorority. She pressed her body to his as they made out, her chest pressing softly against his. The final part of her plan was simple: get him to strip down and close his eyes, take a picture with her phone and then excuse herself to go to the bathroom. Once she had her prize, she was free to leave. It was slightly mean-spirited, Sarah admitted to herself, but she couldn't think of a better plan. "I want to see you naked," she whispered into his ear. "You first," Kevin slurred. His hands reached up and began to unbutton Sara's shirt. For a split second, Sarah panicked, but then calmed herself. So he gets a glimpse of your chest, she thought to herself, what's the big deal? It's the least I can do to repay him, considering how I'm just using him, she thought. Kevin undid the final button and Sarah's shirt hung open, revealing the black, lacy bra that she was wearing. It was her favorite bra: it made her already ample C-cups look enormous. Kevin's head instinctively moved in and he began to kiss her cleavage. His hands, meanwhile, reached up her back and began fumbling with the clasp of her bra. Frustrated, Sarah finally reached back and undid it herself. She couldn't decide if Kevin's problem with the clasp was due to his drunkenness or from inexperience with women. Sarah slid off her shirt and allowed her bra to fall to the floor. Kevin repositioned his hands from her back and began to cup her breasts, gently kneading them with his hands. He continued to kiss her until he reached her pink nipples. Then, he alternated between sucking on Sarah's nipples and tracing circles on her areolas with his tongue. Sarah became lost in the pleasure of it and let out a moan that snapped her back to reality. Remember why you're here, she thought to herself. "OK, your turn," Sarah said, pushing Kevin backwards towards his bed. Kevin laid back, pulling Sarah on top of him. He kissed her again on the lips and she smiled back at him. "Now I want you to close your eyes and promise not to peek." Kevin closed his eyes without saying a word and Sarah began moving down Kevin's chest. When she reached the top of his pants, she undid his belt buckle with one hand, while pulling her phone out of her pocket with the other. She then unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, revealing boxer shorts with Spider-man on them. You've got to be kidding me, she thought to herself. She diverted her attention away from his crotch and set her phone to camera mode. Here goes, she thought to herself. With one motion, Sarah pulled off Kevin's jeans and underwear. "OH.......MY.......GOD," Sarah exclaimed. Sarah couldn't believe what she was seeing. Kevin was HUGE. She had been with several guys before, but Kevin's flaccid cock already dwarfed them. It almost didn't look real to her. There it was, though, attached to Kevin, the nerd. "What is it?" Kevin asked, breaking her away from her trance. She pressed the button on her phone to take the picture, making a clicking noise. Kevin sat up just as Sarah was able to get the phone back into her pocket, just in time. Sarah felt a wave of relief: she had her prize and her mission was complete. "Nothing," Sarah replied. She reached down and began collecting her bra and shirt, making it a point not to look at Kevin. "Did I do something wrong? I....I'm sorry if I did something wrong," Kevin said. "I've never, um, done this before." Sarah felt a tinge of remorse. Kevin was a nice guy and this would probably shatter his confidence with girls forever. She decided to let him down easy, instead of never coming back from the bathroom. "Look, Kevin, I had a great time tonight, but maybe we're moving a bit too fast," she said, looking up at him. She tried to maintain eye contact and forced herself not to look down at his cock. "You're a great guy and you really helped me out of a jam, but I don't know if I'm the right girl for you. Besides, with a dick like that, you're bound to get plenty of girls. You're hung like a porn star." "You think so?" he asked, looking a hint cheerier. "You're the first girl to ever see it. I guess I never gave it much thought." "Absolutely," Sarah said. "I know plenty of girls that would love to get their hands on that thing." Sarah found herself looking down again at Kevin's gigantic member. It was curiosity, after all, she told herself. She might never see one this big again in her life. The reality of the situation hit home for Kevin. Here he was, pantsless, talking to a topless girl about his penis. Unwittingly, he began to stare at her perky breasts as he talked to her. In that moment, he began to get aroused without even thinking about it. "That's all well and good, but how would they know?" he asked. "I don't talk to many girls as it is, but I'm usually wearing pants when I do." Sarah continued to stare at Kevin's cock as he talked. She was mesmerized as it stiffened right before her eyes. It reminded her of those noise makers you'd find at a birthday party, the kind that unroll when you blow into them. What looked almost comical flaccid now looked almost menacing; it was rock solid and about as big as her forearm. Kevin noticed Sarah's gaze and then realized that he was now fully erect. His face reddened out of embarrassment and he reached for a sheet to cover himself. "Sorry," he said. "I didn't mean....um.....I couldn't control it. Sorry," he said again. Sarah continued to stare at Kevin's cock as multiple thoughts went through her brain. Part of her felt genuinely sorry for Kevin. Part of her felt ashamed for using him the way that she did. Still another part, one that she had been trying to repress until now, was turned on by Kevin and his enormous hard-on. "Kevin, do you really want to lose your virginity?" she asked. "Yes," he mumbled. "OK, then, let's have sex," Sarah said. She dropped the shirt and bra that she had collected and began to unbutton her jeans. "B...but I thought you didn't like me," Kevin stammered. "Shhh," Sarah replied. Her jeans slid down her legs, revealing lacy panties that matched her bra. She grabbed the sides of them and pulled them down to her ankles. Kevin stared in fascination at her mound, only a few feet in front of him. Sarah's pussy was shaven except for a strip of pubic hair leading down to top of her folds. He had seen naked pictures of women before, but this was a thousand times more exciting. "Lie back," Sarah commanded, pushing him backwards onto the bed with her hand. Kevin complied, his cock standing straight upward, reminding Sarah of a flagpole. "Do you have a condom?" Sarah asked. "Yeah, in the nightstand," Kevin said. "A friend of mine gave me one as a joke, once. He didn't think I'd ever use it." Sarah retrieved the condom from the drawer and tore open the package. She then positioned it at the head of Kevin's cock and unrolled it down his shaft. Kevin's cock felt amazing; it seemed to pulsate in her hands. She was a bit surprised when the condom stopped short of Kevin's full length. A good three inches of his shaft still remained outside of the condom. Good enough, she thought to herself. Sarah climbed onto the bed and squatted over Kevin's shaft. Kevin lay motionless, his eyes trailing upward from Sarah's pussy to catch Sarah's gaze. She looked back into his eyes and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this? This is your last chance." "God yes," Kevin replied. "OK, just checking," Sarah said. With that, she lowered herself onto his cock. It was like nothing Sarah had experienced before. The head of Kevin's cock alone stretched her pussy wider than it had ever been before. Inch by inch, she lowered herself further down. Her eyes never left Kevin's face; he looked like he was in ecstasy. Before Sarah's pussy reached the base of his shaft, the head of Kevin's cock reached her cervix. She paused a moment to enjoy it. Sarah had never felt as full as that moment. She could feel his cock throbbing inside of her; the walls of her pussy doing everything they could to contain his monster cock. Meanwhile, Kevin watched as Sarah's pussy slowly devoured his cock. Even with the condom, the feeling was incredible. It was nothing like masturbation. Her pussy gripped his cock in ways his hand never could. It was smoother and wetter and warmer. He could feel her in a way few people ever would; he was inside of her. He rolled his eyes back in the ecstasy of the moment. Sarah began to ride Kevin's cock, making sure to stop shy of hitting her cervix. She wanted to take in all of his cock, but it hurt to go too deep. Kevin played with Sarah's breasts as she rode him, occasionally leaning forward to suck on them. Her body tingled all over. She couldn't think straight. All thoughts of Kevin being a nerd were replaced by thoughts of her being impaled on his gigantic shaft. She felt a shudder and knew that she was close to an orgasm. "Cum with me," Sarah said, as Kevin met her eyes. Sarah reached backwards and began gently squeezing his balls. Kevin pulled her face down to his and they kissed. Suddenly, Sarah orgasmed, a wave of pleasure washing over her. She was amazed; no guy had ever made her orgasm during sex before. This, though, was unlike any sex she had ever had. Her body convulsed in pleasure. The feeling of Sarah's orgasm was too much for Kevin. Her pussy spasmed as she orgasmed and felt as if it had tightened its grip on Kevin's cock even more than it had been. Sarah felt Kevin's balls tighten up in her hand, as he exploded inside of her. She could feel every twitch of his cock as he shot load after load into the condom. The two of them continued to kiss, long after their orgasms subsided. Sarah decided to spend the night. She was exhausted and fell asleep right away in his arms. Kevin lay awake for a while before falling asleep, reveling in what had just happened. ......... The next morning, things between Kevin and Sarah weren't as awkward as she had feared. He recognized that she wasn't interested in a relationship, although she said she'd be open to a friends-with-benefits type of situation. He reminded her of his work and said that he was too busy for a relationship, anyways. Sarah didn't even bother to return to her dorm room and went straight to the sorority. It turned out that she wasn't the first of the pledges to complete the challenge, but that was only for bragging rights. The important part was that she was going to be admitted. Jane even hugged her when she handed over her phone to download the picture of Kevin. "I think you might have a charter record," Jane said with a laugh. ......... Pledge Day was a source of pride for Sarah. Only seven of the pledges had completed the challenge, the lowest number in years. Former sisters from all over returned for the ceremony, including Sarah's mother and sister. The Adventures of a Nerd Ch. 02 Annastasia Price, or "Anna" as her friends call her, always looked forward to Pledge Day. As faculty advisor to the sorority, she took pride in watching the new crops of pledges grow into successful young women. As a former sister, Anna also looked forward to catching up with old friends: former sisters, like herself, that returned every year for Pledge Day to welcome the new members. This year, Pledge Day was especially important to Anna. She had just gotten through a messy divorce and needed a chance to unwind. Anna could remember it all like it was yesterday. She had just found out that she had been granted tenure at the university. It felt exhilarating, the culmination of her life's work. Unable to contain herself after hearing the news, she ran straight from the Literature department's office to the History department to tell her husband, Sean. It had been raining, but Anna was too excited to grab an umbrella before sprinting across the quadrangle. She was soaked by the time she reached the building and the sloshing of her shoes echoed down the hallway as she sprinted to his office, but she was too excited to care. "Sean, you're never going to believe.....," she said, as she opened the door. Anna froze. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. One of Sean's graduate students, a blond that was maybe a decade younger than Anna, was bent over Sean's desk. Meanwhile, Sean, the love of her life, was standing there, pantsless and pounding the blond from behind. The asshole didn't even bother to stop after seeing Anna in the doorway. "Well, I guess you were bound to find out, sooner or later," was all he said. In retrospect, Anna wasn't completely surprised that Sean would have an affair. They had been having problems for years. The turning point had been when Anna had found out that she was sterile. Sean had always wanted children and didn't want to adopt. Ever since then, he had been increasingly distant. He threw himself into his research and rarely made it home for dinner. Still, it was a shitty way to find out that it was over, Anna thought to herself. As the Pledge Day ceremony ended, she promised herself that she was going to have a good time. Her divorce from Sean wasn't an ending; it was a chance at a new beginning. After all, she was only thirty five; she was still young. She pictured herself as a phoenix rising from the ashes, as she grabbed her first drink and strolled onto the patio to mingle. "Anna! Hey, Anna! Is that you?" she heard from across the lawn. Anna looked over to see her old roommate, Donna, walking towards her. "Donna! I didn't know you were coming. You should have told me," Anna said, as she hugged Donna. "Well, I wasn't sure if it was a good time to bother you," Donna said. "I heard about what happened with Sean. Honey, I'm so very sorry." "I guess it just wasn't meant to be," Anna replied. "At least it gives me the chance to have some fun again. Sean was so boring." Donna laughed. "It wasn't my place to say so, but yeah, he came off as a pompous asshole," Donna said. "Does he still wear those tweed jackets?" It was Anna's turn to laugh. "Yeah, he does," she said. "He was still wearing one when I walked in on him with that whore. He didn't even take it off!" The two women couldn't control their laughter. It felt good to laugh again, Anna thought to herself. Donna always had a way of cheering her up. The two had been nearly inseparable until graduation, when Donna moved overseas for a job. As the night wore on, the two women caught up on old times. Donna, always a partier, brought Anna a new glass of champagne whenever her glass was empty. Anna couldn't even remember the last time that she had touched alcohol. Sean didn't like having alcohol in the house; he called it was a "legalized poison." Screw him, Anna thought to herself, as she took another sip. By the time it was to showcase the pictures from the sorority's yearly challenge, both Anna and Donna were fairly drunk. Truth be told, most of the women present were drunk by then, and cheers erupted for each photograph. Anna and Donna nudged each other when their respective photographs were shown. Anna's target had been Tom, she recalled. He was on the hockey team and had a reputation as being wild. Donna, always the more outgoing one, had actually been the one to set it up. She dragged Anna right up to him and bluntly asked if they could take a naked picture of him. Sure enough, he agreed and Anna was later able to join the sorority. One of the pictures from this year's class drew the most attention. A pledge named Sarah was able to land a monster. Both new and former sisters hooted at the picture. The entire sorority was in an uproar. Kevin Harrington, Anna thought to herself, why does that name sound familiar? It was hard to concentrate with Donna cheering next to her. "Now that is one sure way to get over Sean," Donna said, laughing. Just then, Anna realized where she had seen Kevin. He was one of the students in her introductory poetry course. He attended the first lecture and then mysteriously disappeared. Anna had thought he had dropped the class until he reappeared for the first exam. She hated when students did that. "Oh my God," Anna said. "Donna, I think he's one of my students." The champagne was taking its toll and Anna and Donna laughed uncontrollably. "Well, then that makes it much easier," Donna said, after the laughter subsided. "It'd be just like the old days. Besides, I was the one that landed Tom for you, if you recall. You owe it to the sorority, and to yourself, to do this on your own." "Sure, Donna, that's a great idea," Anna replied. "Sleeping with one of my students is against the university's rules. I could lose my job for doing something like that." "Isn't that exactly what Sean did?" Donna said, putting her arm around Anna. "I think you need to relax a bit, dear." Anna held back her anger at being reminded about Sean. It was true: the administration didn't seem to care, even when Anna had tried to get him fired. Maybe Donna was right, she thought. Maybe I just need to throw caution to the wind and have some fun. "OK, I'll do it," Anna proclaimed. "That's my girl!" Donna said. "I'm sure you'll figure out a way to make it happen. It's really good to see the old Anna again." Pledge Day finally wore to a close and Anna and Donna eventually parted ways. They promised to keep in better touch, now that Donna had moved back to the city. The sorority was a mess from the party, but Anna was too drunk and too tired to care; the girls could handle it in the morning. ..................................... Anna went straight home from the party and went straight to bed. As she lay there, the picture of Kevin and his amazing cock popped into her head. She closed her eyes and imagined his hands caressing her body, as she ran her hand along her side and across her breasts. Already, she could feel herself getting aroused. Anna slid her hand down her stomach and under her panties. She imagined Kevin's head moving slowly down her body, as if caught by the gravity of her pussy. Her hand brushed past her pubic hair and touched the hood of her clitoris. She moved her fingers in small circles, imagining Kevin's tongue on her. A shiver of delight passed through her body. Anna's slid her hand further down to the lips of her pussy. A few drops of moisture had accumulated between her folds. She was surprised that she was already this wet, but continued to probe with her finger. She thought of Kevin's tongue and slid her finger into her dripping canal, her pussy eager to devour something, anything. Anna reached over to her nightstand and grabbed her vibrator with her other hand. She had bought it after Sean moved out. He was always too insecure to allow her to have toys. It was too bad, too; nothing could bring Anna to climax faster than her vibrator. One twist of the knob and the whole device quaked as she pulled it under the sheets and held it to her clit. The vibrations seemed to reverberate throughout Anna's entire body. She pictured Kevin on top of her, the young stallion pounding her over and over with his gigantic member. She drew closer and closer to orgasm. She pictured Kevin tensing up as his cock exploded inside of her. It was enough to draw her over the edge. Anna arched her back and let out a moan as an orgasm washed over her. I should do that more often, Anna thought to herself. Anna always felt more alive after an orgasm. She put her vibrator back on her nightstand and tried to go to sleep. I'll see you soon, Kevin, she thought to herself, before finally drifting off to sleep. .................................................... A few days after Pledge Day, Anna heard a knock at her office door. "Come in," she said. "It's open." "Um, Mrs. Price, you wanted to see me?" Kevin asked, as he entered the office. Anna took the time to size up her soon-to-be stud. He was nothing like what she was expecting. He was nerdier and less confident than he was in her imagination. She thought back to the exam and remembered that he looked the same way then, too. In fact, he had been wearing the same outfit. Second thoughts started cropping up in her head, but then Anna thought of Donna. So what if he isn't Romeo, she imagined Donna saying. He's hung like a horse and you need a good lay. Live a little. "Yes. Have a seat, Mr. Harrington. Oh, and it's Ms. Price," Anna said. "I'm divorced." Kevin sat down, a sheepish look on his face. Anna stood up from behind her desk and scowled down at him. "I wanted to first tell you that you did quite well on the midterm exam," Anna said. Kevin relaxed, no longer looking sheepish. "Unfortunately, you've already failed my class." Kevin recoiled. "H...how? You just said that I did fine on the exam," he stammered. "That's true," she said. "Unfortunately for you, exam scores are only a part of my grading scheme." Anna walked around her desk and sat on the front of it, looking down at Kevin. "Attendance and class participation also play vital roles and you've already missed enough classes to fail the course," she added. "That isn't fair!" Kevin exclaimed. "The syllabus said nothing about attendance being required." Anna forced a frown. "Did my syllabus give a breakdown of my grading criteria?" Kevin shook his head. The poor kid, Anna thought to herself. I'd better not rattle him too much. "Then you assumed, incorrectly I might add, that attendance was optional," Anna scolded. She leaned forward, looking Kevin in the eyes. "P...please," he begged. "I only took your class to fulfill a requirement for graduation. I'm already doing coursework towards my graduate degree. That's why I'm so busy. I need your class to graduate. I'll do anything." "Anything?" Anna asked. "Well, maybe we can work something out. I'd be willing to give you some extra credit if you'd agree to meet me weekly for some private tutoring." Kevin looked as if he had won the lottery. "Oh, thank you," he said. "I'll write extra reports. I'll read extra books. Whatever you need me to do. I just need to graduate this semester." Anna smiled at Kevin and looked him up and down. "I'm glad to see your enthusiasm for my class, again," Anna said. "While you're here, shall we hold a tutoring session right now?" "Um, I'm not, um, completely up to speed on this week's reading assignment," Kevin stammered. "In that case, I have a few other ideas," Anna said. She slipped off one of her shoes and gently placed her foot between Kevin's legs. Kevin jumped out of his seat. "You're crazy!" he exclaimed. "Do you want to pass or not, Mr. Harrington?" Anna asked, calmly. "If you do, then I suggest that you remove your pants." Kevin stared at Anna for what seemed to be hours. He didn't know what to do. Maybe I can report her, he thought to himself. It'd be my word against hers, though. The thought of failing made Kevin even more desperate. He thought to himself, what's the big deal if I go through with it. She is pretty hot for an older woman. It was true: Anna was still in the prime of her life. She was an avid yoga practitioner and her toned body was noticeable, even under her conservative outfit. Her dark, shoulder-length hair shone in the light and provided a sharp contrast to her deep blue eyes. Without another word, Kevin unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans and pulled down both his pants and underwear in a single motion. Anna watched as Kevin undressed himself. His enormous cock hung flaccidly between his legs, just a foot in front of Anna. She reached out and held it with one hand, partially to see if it was real. She could feel the it throbbing in her hand, blood pumping through its numerous veins. Anna slid off the desk and knelt in front of Kevin, still gripping his cock. Face to face with the monster, it looked even bigger up close. She glanced up at Kevin and pressed her lips around the head. Kevin let out a slight gasp. She knew that there was no way that she could take the whole thing in her mouth, so she concentrated on just sucking the head. She squeezed his shaft with one hand, while kneading his balls with the other. Kevin reacted immediately. Anna felt his cock stiffen in her hand and in her mouth, as she continued to suck. She had always loved that feeling. His cock was soon an iron rod and, to Anna's amazement, even larger than before. Anna removed her mouth from Kevin's cock and stood up. She noticed that she was still holding onto him with her hand, as if her hand refused to let go. Anna hiked up her skirt to reveal her pussy, cleanly shaven that morning. Shaving your pussy is the new trend, she had read somewhere. "I want you to fuck me," she said. "I, uh, don't have a condom," Kevin said. "Do you have one?" Anna had been married for so long that she had completely forgotten about using protection. She considered stopping things for a split second, but realized that she wanted it too much. The look of Kevin's rock-hard cock, pulsating in her hand, was enough to break the debate in her head. "Don't worry about that. I can't get pregnant and I was tested for STDs after I got divorced. I'm clean," Anna said. It was true: the one saving grace of Sean's infidelity was that he hadn't given her any diseases. Anna let go of Kevin's cock and turned around, bending over her desk. "Well?" she asked. Kevin awkwardly felt between her legs until his fingers ran across her slit. He used his other hand to guide his cock to the entrance of her pussy, pressing the head of it into her, to make sure that he was aligned correctly. He wasn't quite sure what to do; his only sexual encounter had been with Sarah, and she had done all of the work. He decided to just do what felt natural. He gripped her hips and thrusted forward, Anna's pussy swallowing most of his cock in the first thrust. Anna felt Kevin probe around for her entrance and she started to get frustrated. Don't tell me he's a virgin, she thought to herself. Put it in, already. Just then, she felt the head of his shaft enter into her. It felt even better than in her imagination. Suddenly, she felt him grab her hips and plunge his cock deep into her. Kevin was in ecstasy. It was even better than with Sarah, he thought to himself. Anna was naturally wet and really seemed to know what she was doing. Sex without a condom also felt different; it added just a hint of friction that felt amazing on his cock. Anna couldn't believe what she was feeling. Kevin's cock filled her completely. She had missed the feel of a cock inside of her and this went beyond anything she had experienced before. This was exactly what she needed. They soon got into a rhythm, with Kevin doing the majority of the work. He furiously pounded away, sliding his cock in and out of Anna's pussy. Each thrust brought even more pleasure to the two than the last. Anna was tingling. Her body welcomed its invader and she let herself get swept away by the feeling. She flailed her arms around as Kevin pounded her from behind. Unwittingly, she reached out and grabbed her stapler. The realization of what was happening brought her back to reality. She was in her office, bent over her desk, having sex with one of her students. It was just like that time she walked in on Sean. At that moment, she realized that she no longer cared about Sean. Just then, a shiver came over Anna and she knew she was about to climax. "Cum with me," she commanded. "Are you sure you want me to?" Kevin asked, panting. "Inside you, that is." "Do iiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttt!" Anna screamed. Her entire body quaked as she orgasmed. She wondered if anyone in the neighboring offices could hear her. The truth was: she didn't care. Let them hear, she thought. The feel of Anna's pussy as she orgasmed was too much for Kevin. He couldn't hold the pressure back back any longer. Suddenly, his cock erupted inside of her, his cock twitching with each squirt. Her pussy contracted, as if trying to milk every last drop from his cock. Kevin stayed inside of Anna, long after their orgasms subsided. It was Anna that finally broke their coupling. She would have stayed with Kevin all day, but had to teach a class soon. "That was fantastic," Anna said. "I needed that." "Yeah, that was great," Kevin said. "Kevin, do you mind if I ask you a question?" Anna asked, as she hiked her skirt back down her legs. She took one last look at Kevin's cock, still semi-hard and glistening with her juices. "You can put your pants on, if you want." "Uh, sure," Kevin said, as he began dressing. "Was that your first time?" Anna asked. "You don't need to be ashamed if it was." "It was my second, actually," Kevin replied. He paused and then said, "I'm sorry if it wasn't very good. I've never done it that position before." "Oh, you were amazing," Anna said, smiling slyly at him. "You're a natural. You just don't seem very confident with women is all." She threw her arms around him and kissed him. "That's OK, stud. There's all kinds of things that I can teach you, next time." "Next time?" Kevin asked. "You didn't think one tutoring session would be enough to pass my class, did you?" Anna asked. "Now, what time works for you each week?" (to be continued) The Adventures of a Nerd Ch. 03 "Oh, my God, Beth!," Becca slurred. "Just do it, already!" The two girls stood in the foyer to the Wilson dormitory. It was nearly 2:30AM and both girls were more than intoxicated. ... It had been a long Friday night for the two sorority girls. They had begun their night bar hopping at Jimmy's Pub, the bar right off of campus. Before going out, Becca made sure both girls were dressed to the nines. Becca wore a skin tight cocktail dress that hugged her thin frame in all of the right places. A push-up bra propped up her 34B chest and gave the illusion that her dress hid more than it did. Bright red lipstick and deep blue eye shadow provided a sharp contrast to her tanned, caramel features. Becca was very proud of her tan and frequented the campus tanning salon on a weekly basis. Her dark hair flowed in waves down to the center of her back and was perfectly styled for the evening. At 5'9, Beth was the taller of the two girls by a good six inches and wore a green dress that Becca had loaned her. In truth, it was almost too small for Beth. The dress barely reached a quarter of the way down Beth's thigh and showed more cleavage than she would normally be comfortable showing, the dress barely covering her ample 36D chest. Beth had to give Becca credit for one thing: the dress really brought out the color of Beth's aqua blue eyes in the light. Although she normally wore her hair in a ponytail, Beth let her shoulder-length blond hair down for the evening. A light pink lipstick and some eye shadow that Becca applied, and Beth had completed her transformation. The night itself was a blur. Several groups of guys had shown interest at the bars and the alcohol had come easily enough. Attractive girls rarely had to buy their own drinks. Becca, the more outgoing of the two, made it a point to lure over guys whenever the girls' glasses were empty. The ensuing conversations were almost worse than just buying their own drinks. "Do you go to school here?" "What are you majoring in?" "You're the hottest girl I've ever seen on campus." After leaving Jimmy's Pub early in the night, the girls had decided to make a game of it: after a drink or two, the girls would excuse themselves to visit the bathroom. Instead of returning to their potential suitors, however, they would simply leave for another bar, leaving the poor guys in a state of confusion for the rest of the night. In truth, neither Becca nor Beth were interested in meeting someone. Beth had recently broken up with her boyfriend of six years and was just looking for a good time. Becca, meanwhile, was more than willing to provide it. Between the fun of stringing guys along, dancing, and the constant flow of alcohol, the two girls completely ignored the bartender signaling last call at Guido's. The two girls even continued to dance until the music was turned off and the lights were dimmed. It wasn't until one of the waitresses approached them that they realized how late it was. Stumbling out onto State Street, Beth turned to Becca and put her arm around Becca's shoulder. "Thank you for such an amazing evening," Beth said. "I really needed this." Becca, equally inebriated, leaned on Beth as they walked back towards their sorority house. After turning down Grover Street, Becca pointed to Wilson Dorm as they walked past. "Hey Beth, want to have some more fun, tonight?" Becca asked. ... Beth's finger rested on the intercom. "What do I say?" she asked. "We know that you have a big dick and we want to see it?" "That might work," Becca replied. "It's how I got my pic when we were pledges." Among the more unique traditions of the girls' sorority was a final test for new pledges. Beth remembered it like it was yesterday. The rules were simple: each pledge randomly draws a name of a guy on campus. Return a full-frontal picture of the guy within two weeks and you become a sister for life. Fail to return the picture, or try to cheat, and you spend the rest of your college life living in social isolation. Two boring dates and an all-too-quick hand job later, and Beth was able to claim her prize with her cellphone while he cleaned himself up. She almost felt bad for the guy: he texted her several times after that and Beth had to make a string of excuses until he finally stopped calling. Apparently, Becca had simply taken the direct approach. The intercom's directory read "Harrington, Kevin - 336." Kevin was a legend among the sorority sisters. In all of the years that the sorority had made its pledges complete the picture test, Kevin stood out as being the most endowed. Even the returning sisters that were in their 40s and 50s were impressed. Of course, sorority rules also made Kevin off limits. Since the test often involved getting into compromising positions with the targets, prohibiting sisters from going after any of the guys ensured that there would be no in-fighting among the sisters. The older sisters also made sure that the guys selected as targets each year were the type that most sisters would naturally ignore. In Kevin's case, it wasn't that he wasn't attractive physically; he just seemed oblivious to his own looks. "BZZZZZZ," rang the intercom. Beth turned to Becca with a look of fear and looked as if she were going to run at any second. Before Becca could say something to calm Beth down, a voice spoke from the intercom, "Uh. Hello? Do you know what time it is? Either this is a prank or you've got the wrong room." Quick thinking as always, Becca seized on the opportunity. "Real funny, Billy. Get down here, NOW. Beth forgot her keys again and we're both really drunk." A few moments passed before the voice returned. "Ugh. I knew it. I'm sorry, but you've got the wrong room. I'm Kevin, not Billy." Becca replied in a purposely slurred voice, "Oh. I'm sorry, Kevin. We'll just keep trying other rooms." "Wait! No, don't do that. You'll wake up half the dorm," said the voice. "I'll let you in. Just give me a few minutes." Becca turned to Beth with a smug grin. It was a matter of pride for Becca that she could play almost any guy out there. Rather than awe, however, Beth looked like she was going to be sick. Becca secretly prayed that it was nerves more than the alcohol affecting Beth. After a few minutes, Kevin arrived at the door. Becca took a few seconds to take in the sight. Kevin wasn't terrible looking. He was tall and had an average build. His green eyes looked like they were on fire in the light of the entryway. It was like looking into a dense forest at sunset. Of course, Kevin's glasses detracted from his piercing eyes. Large rimmed and out of style, he looked almost silly. He wore a black t-shirt with a picture of Yoda on it and the caption "Use the Force, You Must!" The arrival of Kevin sobered Beth up almost immediately, as the reality of the situation sunk in. What had seemed like a good idea a little while ago now seemed reckless. Did they really think Kevin was just going to strip naked for their entertainment? Not only that, but Beth and Becca could be in serious trouble, if their sorority ever found out that they had approached him. Kevin looked the two girls over. Both girls were incredibly cute, but looked like they had partied a bit too hard. Beth, in particular, looked nauseous and had a zoned look to her face. "OK, let's go," Kevin said. "I'll walk you to your rooms." Becca led the charge and pushed past Kevin into the dormitory. Beth hesitated for a split second and followed her friend into the entryway and down one of the hallways. Kevin trailed the two girls, to make sure that they were all right. Suddenly, Becca turned to one of the doors and started knocking. "Sarah, open up. It's me, Becca," she said. A moment later, a male voice replied through the door, "Who the hell is Sarah?" "Go to bed, you drunk bitch!" Becca backed away from the door and turned to Beth. "I'm in room 145, right?" "Or was it 451?" "That's right, 451; we need to go upstairs." With that, Becca headed for the stairwell at the end of the hallway. As she walked down the hallway, Becca yelled, "Sarah, where are you? Stop kidding around." Kevin was not pleased. At this rate, Becca was going to wake up the entire dorm. With each outburst by Becca, Beth also seemed to grow increasingly more pallid. Kevin sprinted after Becca. "That's it," he said. "Why don't the two of you just crash in my room?" "You're going to end up on probation, if you keep this up." Becca smiled a half grin and took the opportunity to size Kevin up from head to toe. She thought she could make out the outline of his bulge through his pajama pants, but it could also have been the lighting. "Your room, huh?" Kevin got defensive. "It's not like that," he said. "Look, I'll sleep on the floor." "You two just need to sober up and quit making so much noise." Becca thought about it for a second and slurred, "You're probably right." "Let's go." As Kevin led the two girls to his room, Becca turned to Beth and winked. Beth was stunned. So this was all part of Becca's plan? And she was able to come up with it so quickly? The trio reached Kevin's room and he unlocked the door. He clicked on his desk lamp, as the two girls entered his room. The room was a disaster. There were clothes everywhere. Several empty soda cans and stale pizza were sitting on his desk. "You two can share the bed," Kevin directed. "I'll sleep on the floor by the closet." "Do you need any water, to help sober up?" Beth nodded her head sheepishly and Kevin pulled a bottle of water from the mini-refrigerator next to his desk. He handed the bottle to Beth. "Thanks," she said. Without saying another word, Kevin walked over to the closet, grabbed a towel, and laid down on the floor, using the towel as a makeshift pillow. "Can I have some of that, too?" Becca slurred while reaching for Beth's bottle of water. Beth acquiesced and handed the bottle to Becca. Becca then turned to the bed and said, "There's only one pillow." "I need a pillow, too." With that, Becca walked over to the closet next to Kevin, who was trying his best to fall back asleep. She began rummaging through the closet, looking for a towel of her own. *Splash* The bottle in Becca's hand had tipped over, soaking Kevin. He immediately sat up with a look of rage. "Shit," Becca said. She knelt down with a towel and began patting down Kevin. Before he could stop her, her hands traced up his leg. Almost halfway between his knee and his crotch area, she felt it through his pajama pants. "YOU'RE HUGE!," Becca exclaimed. Kevin shied backwards, away from Becca's touch. "Beth, come here," Becca commanded. "Check this out. He must have the biggest dick on the planet." Beth slowly rose from the bed and walked over to where Becca and Kevin were huddled. Had this been a few months ago, Kevin's reaction would have been very different. Back then, he was a virgin and had no experience whatsoever with girls. Since then, however, he had had sex a few times with Professor Price and was starting to gain some confidence. Besides that, he was horny. Professor Price was insatiable, but her job required her to travel quite a bit through the year for conferences and speaking arrangements. It had been over six weeks since Kevin had last had sex and here were two pretty college girls that wanted to see his manhood. Kevin stood up, decisively. His soaked pajama pants clung tightly to his leg, silhouetting the bulge that extended down his left leg. "Do you girls really want to see it?" he asked. Both girls looked at each other and smiled. Becca winked at Beth. "Yes!" they exclaimed, simultaneously. Kevin reached down and began to slide down his pajama pants and boxers. The two girls stood mesmerized as he slowly exposed his member. Even though both girls had seen the picture, seeing the real thing in person was entirely different. Beth wondered to herself how much lower Kevin's pants could go before the whole thing was exposed. Kevin let go of his pants and they fell to the floor. Becca, still kneeling next to Kevin, was mere inches away from the biggest penis she had ever seen. She couldn't turn away and just stared as it swayed slightly back and forth between Kevin's legs. "Can I touch it?" Beth asked. Becca's head swung around. The look on her friend's face was a mixture of curiosity, fear, and awe. "Only if you're looking to get me hard," Kevin said. "And if you do get me hard, I hope you girls would be kind enough not to leave me like that..." In response, Beth's right hand reached out and gripped Kevin's enormous member, right in front of Becca's face. A thick, blue vein ran along the side of his shaft. Becca was close enough that she thought she could actually see it pulsing from Kevin's heartbeat. She reached up and closed her hand around the portion that wasn't already in Beth's hand. Both girls began stroking Kevin in unison, with Beth taking control of the head of Kevin's penis and Becca jerking it closer to the base. The could both feel the rush of blood as Kevin's member turned from the consistency of taffy to steel. Surprisingly, it seemed to get even longer as it stiffened. Becca removed her hand from Kevin and Beth followed suit. She took a mental picture that would stay with her for years to come. It was easily the size of Becca's forearm. A veiny, solid forearm that culminated in a head that was the size of her fist. It looked menacing. "So which of you girls wants it first?" Kevin asked. Becca was incensed. Sure, she probably owed him a hand job for giving the girls what was probably a once in a lifetime mental image. She had given out hand jobs out for worse reasons than that. To expect sex, though, was downright presumptuous, hard-on or not. "I will," Beth blurted out. Becca gasped. Was Beth serious? "Works for me," Kevin said. He casually walked across the room to his desk, his hard-on jutting out below his t-shirt like a spear. Kevin reached into one of the drawers and pulled out a condom. Kevin then turned to Beth and asked, "How do you want it?" "On the bed or standing up?" While Beth was thinking it over, Kevin nodded to Becca and said, "You can either watch, join in, or wait outside. Whatever you want to do." Beth didn't say a word, as she reached under her dress and removed her panties. She then grabbed Kevin's hand and led him over to the bed. Becca was dumbstruck. Was her friend really going to do this? And with Becca standing right there in the room? Beth laid back on the bed, her dress pulled up to expose her lower half. Kevin tore open the condom. He rolled it onto his member and positioned himself on top of Beth, the head of his shaft pressed against her entrance. "Ready?" Kevin asked. "Yeah," Beth replied. Kevin cocked his head to look Becca straight in the eyes as he slowly pressed himself into Beth. He gave her a devilish grin. "Uuuuunnnnnnnggggggg," Beth exclaimed. Becca could see that Beth's eyes were closed and she was biting her lower lip. "Go slowly," Beth pleaded. From her angle, Becca could see that Kevin was only halfway into Beth. He bent down and began kissing Beth gently on the lips, as he continued to press himself inside of her. "Ouch!" Beth screamed, her whole body jerking. Becca guessed that Kevin had hit Beth's cervix, even though he still had a few more inches to go. "Sorry," Kevin replied. Becca crawled over to the side of the bed, to get a better view. She had watched porn before, but had never seen two people having sex in person. It was fascinating. Becca had seen Beth naked many times before when changing, but this was completely different. Kevin looked like he was all business, making sure not to cause Beth any more pain. Beth, meanwhile, looked to be in sheer bliss. "How is it?" Becca asked, leaning over her friend's face. Beth opened her eyes and smiled. "Perfect," was all she could muster, closing her eyes again. Suddenly, Becca felt Kevin's hand on her right breast, as she hunched over Beth. She leaned back to see Kevin kneading Beth's left breast in his other hand and her own breast in the other. He pulled Becca in closer and kissed her. The absurdity of the moment flashed through Becca's mind for a split second. Here she was, making out with a semi-naked guy that also happens to be fucking her friend. Animal instincts, however, washed away any rational thought and Becca gave herself over to the moment. She kissed Kevin back, making it a point to mingle her tongue with his. Kevin reached down and slid the shoulder straps of Becca's dress and bra down her arm, exposing her breast to him. He leaned down and placed his mouth on Becca's nipple, gently squeezing her breast with his hand. As he caressed her nipple with his tongue, she could feel the rhythm of Kevin's strokes into and out of her friend. "OH, GOD," Beth suddenly yelled, "I'M CUMMING." Her back arched and she wrapped both of her legs around Kevin, drawing him into her. Kevin removed his mouth from Becca's breast and began kissing Beth passionately as her body continued to spasm. As Beth's orgasm subsided, Kevin pulled backward and said, "I'm on the edge." "Do you want a turn?" Every fiber of Becca's being wanted to say yes, but the look on Beth's face made her pause. Her expression of ecstasy had changed into one of almost fear or jealousy. As tempting as the offer was, Becca reminded herself that this night was about getting Beth out of her shell. She knew that taking Kevin up on his offer would create a rift between herself and Beth and drive Beth back into a depression about her ex-boyfriend. "I'm good," Becca said, as she slid her hand behind Kevin and squeezed his balls. "Suit yourself," Kevin said. He resumed sliding his member in and out of Beth's now dripping hole, while Becca fondled his balls. On each thrust, she could feel him slowly back out of Beth and then quickly slide it back into her, making sure not to go too deep. "That's it, just release into my friend," Becca said. "Yeah, give it to me," Beth chimed in. Kevin's breathing became heavier. Becca could literally feel his balls tighten up, the pressure building as he continued to thrust. Suddenly, he rammed himself into Beth much harder than he had previously and held himself there. A stab of pain shot through Beth, but the feeling of being filled outweighed it tenfold. "Unnnggghhhh," Kevin said, as he exploded into Beth. While gripping his balls, Becca could feel them drain their contents into Beth. She could also feel the base of his shaft twitching uncontrollably as he shot load after load into Beth. As his orgasm subsided, Kevin leaned over and kissed Becca once again. He caught his breath and eventually pulled his still rock-hard shaft out of Beth. The condom, still attached to Kevin, looked like a water balloon. He slid it off and tossed it into the trash can next to his desk. "I really needed that," Kevin said. "I think we all did," Beth replied, still somewhat out of breath. Kevin put his pajama pants back on, as the two girls adjusted themselves. Becca slipped her hanging breast back into her bra and re-adjusted her dress. Beth, meanwhile, grabbed her panties from the floor and slid them back on under her dress. "Um. I guess I'll see you girls in the morning," Kevin said as he crouched down to sleep in his original spot on the floor. "Don't be silly," Beth said. "After that, you may as well sleep in the bed with us." She unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor, and crawled into the bed in just her bra and panties. Becca shrugged and followed suit, hopping into the bed next to Beth. Kevin didn't have the strength to argue. "Fine," was all he said, shut off his lamp, and laid down behind Becca. The Adventures of a Nerd Ch. 03 The last thing Becca remembered as she drifted off to sleep was Kevin's huge member pressed against her rear. ... The next morning was awkward for everyone involved. Becca was the first one to awaken. She laid there for some time, so as not to wake up the other two. Finally, though, the urge to pee was too great and she had to ask Kevin to move. When she returned to the room, she found Kevin and Beth getting dressed. Both looked like they wanted to say something, but remained silent. After everyone finished dressing, Beth turned to Kevin. "Look, um, I don't normally do that kind of thing," she said. "I just got out of a relationship and I don't know if I want to jump back into one so soon..." Kevin cut her off. "I get it," he said, "it was fun, though." "Yeah, it was," Beth replied. "By the way, I'm Beth." With that, she turned around and walked out with Becca. As the two girls headed back to the sorority, Becca reminded Beth that they would be in big trouble if the sorority ever found out about their evening. They made a pact to keep it a secret and only rarely mentioned it again to each other. In those rare moments, Becca would usually tease Beth about how she should call Kevin or how Becca might do so, herself. To Be Continued... The Adventures of a Nerd The ceremony itself was a formality; Pledge Day was more of a reunion and a party, than anything else. After the ceremony, the attendees gathered to see the results of this year's contest. It turned out that the sorority had been running the same challenge every year, leading to a sizable collection of photographs. Sarah's picture of Kevin drew the most attention, even from the former members. Sarah felt a bit embarrassed to have her mother see the photograph of Kevin. "Mom, I....it's not what you think," she said. Sarah's mother chucked. "Oh, honey, it's fine. How do you think I met your father?" Both Sarah and her sister, Tracy, professed that they didn't want to hear any more, ending the conversation with their mom. A number of sorority sisters approached Sarah throughout the night, many congratulating her, but even more asking about Kevin. Sarah swore that they weren't together. At the end of the night, Sarah laughed to herself: she knew that Pledge Day would be a turning point for both her....and for Kevin. (To be continued)