Anne is always late. Late for school, late for dates and late for after school jobs. Despite her excitement to attend college, she turned up for classes a week late. Being late, she missed the sorority pledge parties, which are held so that the sorority members and the prospective pledges can check each other out. Anne was determined to join a sorority, but, as a consequence of missing the pledge parties, her sorority alternatives were narrowed to one. By the time she showed up for classes, the sole sorority with a pledge spot available was the Gamma Phi sorority, or, as it was more commonly known around the fraternities, the “Grabba Thighs.”
Anne knew nothing of the reputation of the Gamma Phi sorority or its members. The only college bound senior from a small farming community, she knew little of the sororities or their members. She pledged the Gamma Phi sorority based exclusively on the fact that it had an opening. A sorority in need of pledges is a sorority in need of money. So the Gammas accepted Anne because she came from an affluent farming family and could therefore easily afford the sorority’s heavy dues. Being drop dead gorgeous helped her get in as well.
Unlike many sororities, the Gammas had their freshmen women move into the sorority immediately upon pledging. On just her third day on campus, Anne moved into the sorority. She spent the warm fall day unloading her car and carrying boxes to her room. By the time she finished unpacking at eleven o’clock that night, she was hot, tired and dusty. Believing that a long hot shower would relax her so that she could sleep, she stripped and wrapped herself in a thick white towel and headed for the community shower. The sorority was surprisingly quiet on that night. Virtually all of the young woman were still out partying since classes were not yet being taken seriously.
As such, Anne is surprised to hear showers running full blast in the community bathroom. Pushing the door open, she peeks inside. The door opens into a narrow hallway lined with benches and hooks on the wall. On any given morning, the hallway is littered with discarded robes, slippers and other sleepwear. Tonight there is a pile of jeans, shirts, panties and bras.
Anne tip toes through the hallway to peek into the shower room. A series of shower heads lines both sides of the community shower room. Anne cautiously approaches the showers, wondering who could be in there at this time of the night, and, being from a small town, she’s apprehensive about showering with a group of strange women. She considers herself shy about her body and had always gone out of her way to avoid showering in large groups while in high school.
As she spies around the corner, the showers come in to view. Anne’s eyes widen. She couldn’t quite believe what she was seeing. Several of the shower heads were on and locked in an embrace were two naked women. The water hitting their bodies was hot, turning their skin pink and steaming slightly. Anne froze when she saw the women. They had not seen her and likely could have cared less. The women were kissing deeply, hands soaping each other as the hot water poured over them.
The women were very similarly built. Both were medium height and firm athletic bodies. Anne could see their muscles rippling as they soaped each other. She recognized the women after watching them for a time. They were the President and Vice-President of the house, Candy and Sally. Both very attractive and perceived by Anne to be leaders of the sorority house. Now here they were, kissing deeply in the shower and fondling each other’s body.
