I lived in a fraternity when I was in college. I really had no choice as my older brother was a member when he was in school here. But no big deal. No one made a fuss over Brad's younger brother, Tom, me. So it was cool. At least I had somewhere to eat, sleep and dump my books.
We weren't one of the 'jock' houses so we weren't necessarily high in the pecking order when it came to socials and stuff like that. In fact, I think we were actually snubbed by some of the sororities because we weren't. In retrospect, that probably saved us the agony of putting up with some of the witches that tended to populate those groups. For them, social status and looks were major reasons to date or not date someone. We didn't have the social status that they were looking for, and looks, well, at least we weren't too ugly!
During my freshman year, I got to learn the different functions of the fraternity. Like any organization, we elected officers for our fraternity and had a president, vice president, etc. Unique to a fraternity, we also had chairmen for other things, one being a social chairman. The Social Chairman's job was to put together social activities for our house. Preferably with members of the opposite sex! That was a definite mandate.
Well, my freshman year sucked as far as socials were concerned. The hot sororities were not interested in us. So we were kind of left high and dry for the year. Our fraternity elections were held in May just before the school ended and I decided to take a stab at being the Social Chairman the following school year. Everyone thought I was stupid but they figured that there was nothing to loose so I ended up with the one job that no one wanted! Well, I had some ideas that I wanted to explore but didn't want to tell anyone in case they fell through.
Summer vacation came and went and we were back in school. As you can tell, my summer vacations left a lot to be desired! It was just work as much as I could in order to earn enough money so I could enjoy the school year.
With school started, I needed to jump in the saddle and get going as Social Chairman. So I called up and made an appointment with the Social Chair of one of the lesser known sororities. I figured that they probably have the same sort of challenges that we had, only from a different point of view. So the idea was to approach them one by one until one of them went for my plan.
I made an appointment and then met with Sandy at the Chi Omega house. They were about the same size as our fraternity and not high on the social ladder so I figured that I might have some success with them.
Sandy greeted me in their front room of their house and led me upstairs to her room. She stood about two or three inches shorter than I was. She was a brunette and had a very cute face. Not big on top but what she had fit her very well. Slim but not skinny. She was dressed in a tank top and a pair of shorts which showed off her long legs and her curves.
Sandy and I met and talked, and sure enough they also had some challenges in putting together a social calendar that they liked. We sat on the floor of her room as I outlined my plan.
"Sandy, what do your women like to do?" I asked.
"Well, parties are good. Doing things are good. Going places that are interesting are good."
"Anything else?"
"I don't know. Did you have anything in mind?"
"Well, how outgoing are your women?" I wanted to gauge how receptive they might be to doing things outside of the norm.
"I think some of them would be game for almost anything. And some of them wouldn't. I guess it depends," she replied.
"Ok, I think that mirrors our group of guys. What I'd like to suggest is that we team up for the year and provide social activities for our members who just want fun things to do as well as things that might be over the line for some. And let them pick and choose."
"Sounds interesting. But what sort of activities were you thinking of?"
"Well for the group that just wanted to do fun things, we could go bowling, have fun nights with games and refreshments, and maybe go on an excursion or two to the beach or whatever."
"Sounds ok," she replied.
"Yeah, but it's kind of tame don't you think?" I responded.
Sandy smiled, "yeah, a little. But safe. So what did you have in mind for things over the line?"
"Before I say anything, I'd like to ask how you felt about doing something 'over the line'?"
