The Plunge: A college tradition.
By nothing4u2c.
This is a work of fiction; all characters portrayed are over 18 years of age, and any resemblance of real-life people or events is by chance alone.
"This is so stupid," said Brooke, as I peered down the line of thirty or so freshmen, standing shoulder to shoulder along the river bank.
"I can't feel my toes!" complained Rachel. I shivered, my toes were beginning to go numb as well.
"Come on, you're being a bunch of pussies," said Josh, his hand tucked tightly around his junk, hiding it from view.
"I'm with them," I said. "This is so dumb. It's like 12 degrees out today." One of my arms was firmly planted across my boobs while the other covered my pussy. At least my armpit and crotch were keeping my fingers warm.
"THREE... TWO... ONE!" screamed a voice over a megaphone. All hell broke loose as thirty naked bodies splashed into the river.
"OH FUCK!" I heard someone yell, freezing cold water forcing the air out of their lungs.
I turned toward Brooke and Rachel, "Here goes nothing." I dove.
The freezing cold water made my already hard nipples turn from rocks into diamonds. "Ahh. Oh my god. Holy shit. Fuck fuck fuck!" the stream of profanities escaping my lips as I emerged from the water. I was up to my hips in barely-above-freezing Mississippi river water, just north of the Twin Cities.
