Robin Bennett is a freshman at Tech. A little rich girl, spoiled to the max, still a virgin, her daddy's little girl. Her daddy would buy her anything she wanted. Why didn't she get him to rent her an apartment off campus? Or better yet, buy her a house near campus! To say Robin is beautiful is to say the Sun is somewhat warm. And she knows it! Her hair is jet black a little beyond shoulder length. Her facial features those of a goddess, her breasts are pictured in the dictionary beside the word "perfect". Her butt gives a whole new design element to low rider jeans, her bellybutton a goblet for unrealized pleasure. When she shows up at the pool with one of her stunning bikinis and extreme tan all activity stops. She is the object of everyone's attention. The girl is hot! Robin has been pledging her sorority since she got to school and she is coming to her wits end. She hates the girls in her sorority…the girls in the sorority hate her. It hadn't taken long for the lines to be drawn between them. They were affectionately known as the Delta Beta Bitches around campus.
Robin threw her dorm room door open and slammed it behind her. She noticed the envelope on her pillow just as she flung herself onto the bed. She bounced back to a sitting position and picked up the envelope. The sound of the shower running and voices giggling in the bathroom took her attention away from the letter. Her roommate, Nikki, had one of her little "friends" over. They were in the shower together. Robin's roommate was a LESBIAN! How much more could Robin stand? The giggling in the shower turned to moaning and deep sighs and an occasional "oh yeah, baby". Robin couldn't imagine being touched by another girl! But listening to the goings on in the shower caused her thoughts to drift away. She had come close to having sex a couple of times with her high school boyfriend Allen.
She laid back on the bed, closed her eyes and let her mind wander back to the day they spent in the country just before she left for college. She escaped that day with her virginity intact by the narrowest of margins. They had found a peaceful place to sit under a large tree, it wasn't long before Allen started kissing her. They shared several deep long wet soft kisses, then Allen pressed her backward until they lay flat on the ground, his face above hers. She had always tried to dress "safely" when she knew they would be in "dangerous" situations. She had on a tshirt and her thickest, unsexiest bra. It didn't do a lot of good. Allen began to chew her nipples gently through her clothes, changing from one to the other ever so often. The tender buttons pushed up through every layer of clothing giving away her feelings.
Robin began to moan his name lowly, "Allen, please stop," she said over and over. Finally he sat up as if he were going to obey. Their eyes met, hers were melting his were fiery. He glanced down her body lustfully and dropped his face onto the crouch of her jeans and began to chew her pussy roughly through the denim, he didn't bite but more massaged her with his teeth. Robin arched violently at this sudden attack, the attack from Allen and the attack from the flood of sensation this sent rushing through her virgin loins. In her stunned state she just sat up looking at Allen's head working feverishly on her sweet treasure. She threw her head back and tried to pull him away from her, she didn't fight hard, and she was loving the feelings he was sending through her entire body. She was growing so weak she could barely resist. Allen had worked his way up to unbuttoning her jeans. His hands were sliding inside Robin's panties when she stopped him.
"ALLEN! STOP!" She half screamed and half sighed. She sucked in a deep breath, her head was spinning out of control.
He held his hand there massaging her wet bushy mound in defiance for a minute or two, his fingertips inching deeper and deeper, his head lying in her lap. Finally, he gave in and he took his hand out and sat up. Her mind was filled with the sensation that gave her. If Allen had only kept it up for a couple of more seconds he would have won and Robin would not have been a virgin today.
Robin returned to the reality of her dorm room. Her hand moved slowly down to the snap of her jeans. She unfastened it. She closed her eyes as her fingers slid inside the waistband of her panties. She let out a soft sigh as her fingertips touched the velvet flesh where her pussy lips began to part. When she reached the hardening little button of a clit inside her swelling muffin her sigh grew louder and faded into a sultry moan…she slowly massaged herself, her heat and fragrance were filling the air. Then she realized the sounds from the bathroom had silenced! Her eyes shot open to see two soaked blondes wrapped in towels watching her play with herself. Nikki and her bud Carey were just standing there holding each other watching Robin with wide smiles on their faces.
"Hi, Robin." Carey said in a sickening sweet tone. Carey had always been far too nice to Robin, even though Robin was rude to her. "Having fun?" she added quickly.
"Here's another one to play with if you want to." Nikki giggled, smiling down at Robin lovingly and opening Carey's towel exposing her fur covered snatch. Carey just smiled.
"Oh brother." Robin said in frustration. Her face turning red, she fastened her jeans and bolted from the room embarrassed and ashamed of herself and Nikki and Carey. The two just snickered as she left.
Robin found a quite place beneath a tree on the quad to sit and read the letter. There were no markings on the outside. She took the letter out and began to read. "PLEDGES READ CAREFULLY" was written across the top in huge bold letters. Robin read on.
The letter stated, if anyone else reads this letter, you will be dropped from pledging the DBBs (Delta Beta Bitches). If anyone finds out about the contents of this letter, you will be dropped from pledging the DBBs. The statements were followed by a list of eight or nine names and an invitation to inquire of these listed how serious this was. They had all been dropped by the DBB for this letter violation. Robin didn't recognize any of the names and guessed they were faked just to scare her and the other pledges. Little did Robin know she was the only pledge to get a letter. The only one that ever had.
The letter went on. You will dress in a witch's costume. (You might try the costume shop at the corner of 4th and Main). On Halloween, just at sundown, you will have a sorority sister of your choosing drive you to the old Reynolds farm. Robin thought, that's about four miles down the road that runs behind the sorority house. It turns into a dirt road about a half-mile from the house. She read on, you will tell her nothing. You will wait by the old barn. You will not have to wait long. Again we emphasize, TELL NO ONE OF THIS LETTER IF YOU HAVE ANY INTEREST IN BECOMING A DBB!!!!!
Robin glanced up at the window of her door room. She didn't want to go back there just yet. She thought to herself, "what the heck, I don't have anything better to do than check out a costume shop." But Halloween is tomorrow. Why did they wait so long to tell her about this? She got to her feet and headed toward 4th and Main.
Once at the shop she began to browse the isles for a witch's costume. The only one she saw was on a mannequin in the window. She went to the counter to inquire.
Robin started half asking about and half demanding a witch's outfit before she even reached the counter. The girl behind the counter looked up and somewhat startled said, "Excuse me."
"I need a witch's costume for Halloween. Where do you keep them?" Robin's tone was obnoxious and sharp.
The clerk looked back defiantly, "We are all out of witch's costumes, so sorry." She returned to her work behind the counter.
Robin let out a sigh. "I have to have a witch's costume for tomorrow night. Where can I find one you…" She caught herself and stopped short of making any insults. She was used to getting what she wanted and not having to wait for it.
