I turned on to the front walk and approached the sorority house.I turned on to the front walk and approached the sorority house. I had my big green duffle bag with clothing for a week. I didn't know whether to be excited or nervous. I guess I was both. Just the night before, the girls from the house had 'bought' me in my fraternity's charity slave auction. The bidding had gone up to $100 dollars, and the girls purchased me for 7 days, $700! Not having anything else to do for the week before summer semester, I agreed. I guess I was expecting to do a lot of yard-work and driving for them, and probably some house-cleaning. Boy was I wrong. I finally went up to the door and knocked. Joanna answered, looking nice in her greek sweatshirt and sweatpants. "Great, just in time." She led me into the house and to the back yard. "Stacy and Marge are just getting the garden marked off. There are shovels in the shed." She relieved me of my bag. "I'll take care of these." Wonderful. No welcome or anything. I got a shovel out of the shed and started to dig up the garden. After a few minutes, I was sweating gallons, so I took off my shirt and continued. By noon, most of the sorority was out on their back deck, sun bathing and watching me. I stole a healthy share of glances at their trim and nearly naked bodies. The sorority had every member of our college track team as a member, so my view was heavenly to say the least. It took me awhile before I noticed that those spreading lotion on others seemed to be very careful, their hands almost intimate. Some of the girls even undid their bikini bottoms when suntanning on their stomaches. I'd finished about half of the large garden marked out for me, and I was beginning to have trouble keeping my erection down to a manageable size. |