How to train your fratboy: Ch1
In his dream, Brad was naked and aroused. The beautiful sorority girl from Zeta house lay below him semiconscious and helpless. No one from Sigma Nu had ever fucked a girl from the notoriously chilly Zeta Sorority before tonight. But Brad was going to change all that. He’d had expertly separated her from her friends, leading her up to his dorm room as the rufie had begun its work. He felt her weight increase as she began leaning on him at the top of the stairs, his anticipation building as he leaned her against his dresser like a mop, locking the door with a padlock from the inside. He grabbed her by the shoulders, guiding her gently backwards and letting her fall as she passed out, landing heavily into the creaky chair in his dorm …