"How did things go at school yesterday?"  Marie asked Clyde while pouring coffee
in the kitchen.

"Okay I think.  How are things with you?"  Clyde asked.

"I don't know.  There is a meeting about you tonight.  Someone has a complaint.
Since I am on the line for you, it could mean my ass."

"How can that be?  Everybody was asked the other night if they objected, and
nobody did."  Clyde pointed out.

"That's because only those members that were available and wanted to come
attended.  Some work at jobs and some chose to study.  You just can't please
everybody in this world."  Marie lamented.

"Who's complaining?  Do you know?"

"I don't get told these things.  Stella and Carol would know."

"Who is Carol?"  Clyde asked hopefully.

"She is an organizer.  If you can't find Stella for something, then try Carol.
That is how it seems to work."  Marie explained.

"Could I meet Carol?"

"Miss Carol.  Sure.  Come with me."  Marie said, leading the way up to the third
floor.  Carol was on the phone at a table by the window when the two reached her
open door.  She saw them and put her finger in the air to let them know she was
wrapping the conversation up.  When she was off the phone, she smiled and
approached the two at the door. "Carol, Clyde wants to meet you.  You got a
minute?"

"Sure thing."  Carol said warmly.

"Catch you all later."  Marie said taking her leave.

"Hi.  I came to see if you can tell me what the complaint about me is and who is
making it so I can try and straighten it out."  Clyde said.

"That's a noble thought, Clyde.  I don't think it is you as much as it is having
another male stay at the house.  And, besides, I couldn't say who brought it
up."

"Another male?  You let someone else stay here before me?"  Clyde asked curious.

"I think I've already said too much.  Suffice it to say, it came from those that
did not attend your initiation the other night."

"But they don't even know me."

"No, but they may have had contact with you since."

"Okay, thank you."  Clyde said turning to leave.

"Any time."  Carol said cordially.

"Someone I've had some contact with since the initiation." Clyde mulled in his
mind. "I can't remember everybody who was there, so whom have I had contact with
since then?"

Clyde walked the halls starting on the third floor and looked in open doors.  He
ran across several pretty and generally friendly coeds who interacted with him
in pleasant small talk.  Then he saw a coed in bare feet wearing a tee-shirt
that went to a few inches above her knees carrying two pitchers of water into
her room.

"Can I help you with those?"  Clyde offered.  She looked back at him with
indifference and proceeded to ignore his offer.  He watched as she put some
drops in each pitcher and then slowly poured the water into a fish tank she had
been cleaning.  He asked her about the fish and she responded with short
relevant answers.  He felt he may have struck pay dirt, so he persisted.  "Were
you at that embarrassing initiation I had the other night?"

"No, I don't have time for such frivolity."  She said. 

"Does it upset you that I'm in your house?"  Clyde said directly.

"You guys can't seem to keep it in your pants."  She said staying focused on
setting up the tank.  The light from the window seemed to silhouette her form
through the tee-shirt material, and her exquisite outline was not lost on Clyde.
"Like right now, I can't tell if that is an excitement bulge in your pants or
your normal size.  You've invited yourself in here and you might be using my
body to get yourself turned on."

"At this point, she isn't so far from the truth."  It was dawning on Clyde, but
trying to prove her wrong, "Please, let me help you get the water for your
tank."

She picked up the two pitchers and brusquely handed them to him to get him out
of her hair.  Clyde went for the water and reappeared in her doorway with them
filled to almost spilling.  He stopped to take in the sight she was presenting
as she was bent over at the waist shuffling things around inside the cabinet
below the tank unaware of his presence.  He slowly approached to avoid spilling
water on her floor watching her move her rear, secretly hoping the hem would
raise just one more inch.  As he stood right behind her, she was startled by his
presence, grabbed he hem in back, pulled it down, turned and stood up causing
the pitchers of water to spill down her front soaking the material to her body.
She started panting because she hadn't reminded him to draw tap water at room
temperature rather than from just the cold tap.  They both stood in shock, she
with her nipples hardening and the nightshirt revealing every skin tone and
contour, and he at the sight of her essentially naked body standing in a large
puddle of water. 

Clyde looked around in panic for something to get the water up with.  He saw a
towel lying on a chair and grabbed it.  When he proceeded to pat down her body,
she grew angry and pushed his hands away while she tried to regain her
composure.  Clyde got on hands and knees and started to mop up the water from
around her feet.  "Shit! Shit-shit-shit!"  She yelled, as she started to pull
the clinging material away from her body to reduce the transparency effect. 

Clyde looked up to say he was sorry, but ended up getting caught looking up her
shirt at her nice smooth, well formed legs and uncovered crotch.  "Oamf!"  She
declared in disgust and anger stomping her foot.  "You planned that.  You
planned this whole thing.  How dare you.  Get out.  Get out!"

"But . . . I . . .  please I . . ."  Clyde tried to explain as he struggled to
get to his feet.

"Get out!  Get out before I have Stella throw you out."  She said forcefully
ending in tears.

Clyde went to his room mulling what he would have to do if he were thrown out on
the streets.  About an hour later Marie appeared at his door.  "What were you
thinking?"  She asked forcefully.

"I, I, . . . it was just a misunderstanding.  Everything that happened she took
the wrong way."  Clyde protested.

"Wendy says you wanted to see her naked, based on the excitement in your pants,
then you figured out a way to do it."  Marie related.  "She doesn't even like us
to see her naked."

"I'm sure that is how it looked to her, but I was trying to help her and she
bumped the water onto herself."  Clyde said in his defense.

"Well, you gave her quite some ammo to deliver at the meeting tonight."  Marie
warned.

"Is there anything you can do to help me?"  Clyde pleaded.  "I swear I didn't do
it on purpose.  I was only trying to gain rapport with her to show her I'm not
so bad as a person, and then the accident happened."

"I'll go to the meeting and I'll present your perspective and see what it does.
Go see a movie or something.  Don't be around tonight.  You can't afford to do
anything else to hurt your chances.  That's the best I can do."  Marie said.

"I will, only, I don't have any money."

"Here."  Marie said, handing him a ten mildly annoyed.

"Okay girls settle down.  Let's get this meeting underway.  Stella?"  Carol said
calling the girls to order.

"Clyde Dale. I believe he's harmless, , but there are some who are objecting.
Wendy?"  Stella said.

"He is just as much a cad as the others.  I don't see why we have to continue
this mascot thing each year.  They all just want to get us naked and stick it to
us."  Wendy protested.

"What's wrong Wendy, have you given up men?"  A member interjected.

"Listen, you mark my words.  One of these guys will destroy our sorority and all
of the alum's will blame it on us."

"This is a tradition Delta Pi's have had for decades.  They would be on us for
not continuing it."  Stella said in balance.

"But we have taken him on so early in the year.  How long is he gonna be here
anyway?  We have new pledges and homecoming to worry about.  Usually those are
out of the way before we take in a new mascot.  Besides, I don't trust him.  He
seems horny all the time, but I can't tell for sure."  Wendy implored.

"Marie, go ahead."  Stella recognized.

"If you don't trust him, give him a test.  He is gone.  No one can get to him.
When he returns, we can test him to see if he would take advantage of any of us
if given the chance."  Marie pleaded.

"What would you suggest?"  Carol asked.

"Well, let's see.  Well, we could have one of us tied naked on a bed.  If he
takes advantage of her, then he walks.  If not, he's in."  Marie offered.

"Who do we get to be the bait?"  Someone asked.

"Marie.  It was her idea."  Another said.

"It can't be me.  He trusts me as his friend, his only friend here.  You
wouldn't get a real test."  Marie said.

"Any volunteers?"  Carol announced.

"Sure, I'll do it."  A voluptuous brunette said.  "I think he's kind of cute."

"Done then."  Carol proclaimed.

"I still don't think I'd feel safe around him.  I just don't know when he is
turned on or not."  Wendy said.

"Well, what if we were to require him to wear clothing that made it easy to tell
at any given time, would that satisfy you?"  Stella asked.

Wendy gave the suggestion considerable thought and gave in.  "Okay, I'll give it
a try.

The meeting continued with plans for pledge week and homecoming, then it
adjourned so Vivian could be set up on a bed.  Carol and Marie tied Vivian to a
four posted bed in a room opposite the big bathroom on the second floor with
Wendy observing.  She was naked and screamed when Carol and Marie took advantage
of her situation by tickling her sides, underarms, neck and feet.  "I'll get you
two."  She warned to get them to stop.

"Maybe she prefers this."  Wendy said stroking Vivian's snatch, after being
sucked into the moment watching the other two.

"Get that dyke off a me!"  Vivian screamed for Carol and Marie.

"Now, now, you really don't mean that.  Okay, pull the sheet over or leave it
off?  What do you all think?"  Carol asked.

"Pull the sheet over.  If he sees her like that, he's already got what he
want's.  If he pulls the sheet back, he's taken one kind of advantage.  If he
molests her he's done the worst."  Wendy suggested. 

"You make a good point.  The sheet it is."  Carol said.  "Are you comfortable?"

"Sure, let's go for it."  Vivian said.

They covered her with the sheet to a point where Clyde could crane his head and
get a "down-blouse" type view down the sheet.  Then they blindfolded her and put
a loose scarf gag in her mouth to give Clyde the appearance that he could have
his way with her undetected.  Finally they set up one of their spy cameras in
some folded laundry on the dresser and left with the door open ajar.

Marie stayed in the kitchen with a glass of soda in wait for him.  When he
finally marched up the steps in back, she waited by the door for Clyde to open
it into her so she could spill the drink on his front.

"Oh I'm so sorry."  She said.  "I can see how these accidents can happen." 

"Don't worry about it.  I'll just take a quick shower and head for bed."  He
said gently grabbing her wrist to stop her from mopping the spill.  "Oh, and
here's your change.  Thanks.  The movie wasn't bad.  By the way, am I in or
out?" 

"Still in.  There might be an additional condition or two, but I got them to
give you another chance."

"Great!"  He said emphatically holding her upper arms in his hands.  "Thank you
so much."  And he kissed her cheek gratefully.  Marie was surprised by the
gesture and wiped it absentmindedly with the back of her hand.  "Oh, I'm sorry
Miss Marie, if that was out of place."

"Don't worry about it.  Take your shower and get some rest."  She said starting
to clean up the mess from the soda.

Clyde went upstairs and heard urgent moaning as he started to push one of the
swinging doors open.  He turned to listen at the slightly open door for more.
When it continued, he slowly opened the door to see Vivian tied spread-eagled
wiggling her body, shaking her head, and imploring him through her gag to help
her.  Clyde looked around to see that they were alone.  He closed the door and
proceeded to the side of her bed.  He got down close to listen to what she was
trying to say, stood back up and asked, "The gag?" 

Vivian nodded, "Who are you?"  She asked after he reached around behind her head
and undid the knot.

"Clyde Ma'am.  I'm staying in the basement."

"Oh Thank You."  She said.  "I'm the victim of a prank.  I could have been like
this all night if you hadn't come to save me.  It's so embarrassing, they took
off all of my clothes first, all of them."

Clyde thought about the voluptuous figure lying under the sheet waiting for just
a peek, then came to his senses and removed the sleep mask.  "Oh, I know you."
She said.

"Yes Ma'am.  What would you like me to do?"  He asked.

"If you're not gonna take advantage of a helpless female strung out in a
vulnerable position, then you can untie my hands and feet."

Clyde paused at the confusing mixed message but decided to take the safe path
and release her from her bonds as he sat at her side.  When she was fully
released, she held the sheet as she sat up, embraced him and planted a
passionate kiss to his lips.  "If you want to get those clothes off, I'll make
it up to you."

Clyde paused like a deer caught in headlights and then stood up and removed his
sticky clothes.  "Lie back on the bed."  She directed wrapping the sheet around
her body at the breasts.  "Now put your feet together at the soles."  He
complied.  "Now clasp your hands behind your head and relax."  Which he did with
some apprehension.  "Relax,"  she suggested, "you're so tense.  I don't want my
hero to be so tense."  She said gently gliding her hand along every exposed inch
of skin, all but his groin, until she had every part of him tingling from her
touch.  She touched and circled his penis at the corona until it was hard and
twitching.  She cupped his eager balls, causing him to rise up slightly from the
bed reflexively.  She put her hand on his chest and gently pushed him back down.
"You lie there and enjoy this.  But, if you move again, I'm through and outta
here, okay?"  Clyde nodded.

Vivian continued to tease his nipples, his lips, his neck, and earlobes
intermittently with his cock and balls.  It was her goal to bring him close to
relief, yet to postpone it for as long as she remained interested in teasing
him.  She found she could bring him closest to moving by ever so lightly drawing
her finger tips successively off the end of his penis at the tip causing him to
want to push up into the fingers for an all out grab and pull.

Back in the viewing room Carol, Wendy and Marie watched cheering for Vivian and
Clyde alternately.  "I want a shot at it." Wendy announced with a touch of
revenge in her tone.  She exited and no one objected, hoping it would mellow her
out about the situation.

Wendy appeared at the door and acted surprised at the scene.  "Hey Viv, what you
got going there?"

"Ah, Hi Wendy.  Oh, nothing, I'm paying a debt to this fine lad who saved my
butt."

"You know I have a debt to pay this lad too who helped me with my aquarium
today.  Mind if I join in?"  Wendy asked.

"Be my guest."  Vivian offered, while Clyde tensed up.  "I'm doing pleasurable
things as long as he doesn't move.  If he moves it's over, okay?"

"I think I can handle that."  Wendy said, sitting down on the other side.  "I
like them this way, hairless from chin to toe."  She said while getting a lay of
the territory.  "You know, if you need a break, I could cover for you awhile."

"Ah.  Oh.  Sure, okay."

Vivian left the worried Clyde, blowing him a kiss as she left the room and
closed the door.  "Are you ready to cum yet?"  Wendy queried.

"Yes.  Yes please."  Clyde said as nicely as he could muster.

"Okay, all in good time, but first, you need to apologize to me for earlier
today."  Wendy said, standing up and pulling her panties off from under her
dress.  Clyde's head turned to see what she was doing.  "Remember, if you want
to cum, you can't move from this position."  She said tossing her panties at the
pile of clothes to cover the camera lens. 

"I'm sorry.  I really am.  I only . . ."

"Here we'll put this back on."  She said putting the sleep mask over his eyes.
Clyde turned red, his cock swinging with the slightest movement on the bed, his
balls tight and ready to unload.  Wendy climbed across his chest and slid her
cunt up his chest toward his head.  Clyde's sense of the heat of her twat was
intensified by his temporarily imposed darkness.  She kept shuffling forward to
bring her pussy in contact with his mouth.  "Now it's time to apologize." She
said reaching back and holding onto his cock.  Clyde was a novice at giving oral
stimulation, but her clitoris had been nuzzling his nose and her nether lips
were covering his mouth, so he was concerned about being able to catch a breath
as needed while maintaining his position.  He began licking the lips over his
mouth and moving his head around to establish precedent for catching a breath.
She let go of his cock, which was still aching for relief, put her hands on her
knees, and started to grind her cunt onto his face.

"You men are all alike, you can take it but you can't dish it out.  Com'on,
com'on move that tongue, yes that's more like it.  Oooo, nice nose.  Hum through
your nose."  Clyde tried to hum a breath out.  "That's it you're learning.  Up
and down, yes that's it. . . . Now back and for . . . yes.  Do that, more like
that. . . Yes Honey, Yes. . . . Do your thing. . . . Oh Sweet Jesus, Yessss. . .
. Honey yes, don't stop. . .  Okay, okay, okay, that's enough.  That's good.
Yessss, calm down.  Yes that's good.  Oh yes that was good."  Wendy said
collapsing down forward, lifting her wet ass in the air.  After huddling for a
few moments at his head, she climbed off and stood beside the bed.

She collected herself and straightened her dress.  She took a couple of deep
breaths, one hand on her forehead, the other on her low belly.  Then she
gathered up her panties and stuffed them down the top of her dress.  She
returned to Clyde and dragged her finger tips along his torso to reassure him
that he would be taken care of.  His cock was twitching precum again as she
tickled his balls with her finger tips and nails.  The door slowly and quietly
opened.  "Does anybody need to be relieved in here?" Vivian asked.

"Yes." Wendy said at the same time Clyde said, "I do, please."

"Here, allow me."  Vivian said sitting down next to Clyde, dancing her finger
tips on his penis head. "Now remember, you move, you lose." Vivian signaled in
Carol and Marie who were at the door.  She reached for some oil and poured it in
her hands.  Then she slathered it all around his cock and testicles, while
nodding to Carol and Marie to begin. "Not a muscle."  She reminded as extra
hands began torturing his body with pleasurable touches.  Clyde tensed from the
stress of not knowing who else was in the room, but technically remained still.
Carol and Marie followed Vivian's lead and stopped when she said to stop with
her eyes.  She had him on the brink, and she knew it.  His leg muscles were
taught, his chest and stomach sweating and flexing, his cock twitching and
glistening from precum and oil.

Vivian signaled for all of them to watch.  Then she curled her fingers to her
hand and held the opening to the chamber it made lightly at the tip of his cock
and waited motionless.  With all stimulation stopped and Clyde one stroke away
from cumming, he waited one frustrating moment, then lurched up into her hand,
and lurched and lurched in the open air as she took it away just in time to
avoid giving him his release.  "I told you not to move."  She said. 

"Oh, please.  Please give me another chance.  Oh god I need to cum so badly."
Clyde pleaded.

"Will you do something for me first?"  Vivian asked.

"Anything.  I'll do anything, just please let me cum."

"Well then, we want some of what Wendy had and then you can cum."

"Okay, but can I move my legs and arms to a new position first?"

"Sure."  Vivian said, removing the sheet and climbing on board straddling his
face facing his cock.

Clyde licked her to orgasm, then Carol and Marie anonymously, since he had the
sleeping mask on the whole time.  Vivian saw to his cock the entire time to make
sure he stayed motivated to do a good job with Carol and Marie.  When he
finished with Marie, she and Carol left silently. Vivian stopped touching his
cock, and had time to dress while tried to figure out what was happening.

"Hey," he said, making sure someone was still in the room with him, "I thought
you promised I could cum."

"I did, and you can now.  I'll wait until you're done."  Vivian said from a
chair near the bed.

"Hunh?"  Clyde uttered.  "Aren't you . . .?"

"Go on, haven't I done enough for you already?"  Vivian said picking up his left
hand and touching it to his cock.

Clyde switched hands to his right and started to stroke slowly, then the memory
of the taste of the four hairless snatches brought him quickly to the brink
again.  Relishing the triumph of his first time giving cunnilingus, took him
over the edge and he shot ropes of cum into the air in an arc toward his head
and took most of it on the chin.  Vivian ripped off the sleep mask to keep it
clean and greeted him fully clothed in his moment of release.

"Thank you again for your help in rescuing me.  Looks like you could use a
shower about now."  She said encouraging him up with her hands on his arm and
shoulder while he was in the process of wringing out the last vestiges of relief
from his cock.

Clyde arose, gathered up his clothes and scooted across the hall to the shower
trying to keep his glistening cock a secret.  He entered the first shower stall
and rinsed his body under the spray.  Then it dawned on him,  "Was that two,
three, or four people in all?  And all of them with hairless crotches, a
coincidence or not?"