Because work is about to begin, the cantine is pretty full, and I get whisled when I walk through the door. I just smile and walk to the coffee machin...e. When I'm getting my coffee I suddenly feel a hand on my ass, sliding down, and going under my skirt. The hand then goes up again and stops between my buttocks, where it starts massaging the right half of my butt. I turn around to see who it is, but the hand remains where it was, so when I've turned the hand is on my pussy. I look up and see the. Lucky, I had put it on silent, or I would have never slept. The emails were from Todd notifying me that he had called a board meeting. He also sent out many emails about changes that were going to be put into effect immediately. I looked through the changes. "You have got to be fucking kidding me," I shook my head. "I know," Ginger said as she stepped into the living room. She was holding her tablet. "Lucy is on her way over," she said as she planted herself on the couch next to me. Together we. She was wearing a grey, one-size-too-small, vest top and matching, very short and tight, grey shorts. The subtle bumps from underneath her top suggested to me that she wasn’t wearing a bra. I couldn’t help but look, my eyes danced from her pretty face down her body and along her shapely legs to her beautiful feet. She has dainty feet, not too small for her height, but small enough that you could massage one in each hand. Her soles were smooth with high arches. Her toenails were painted. House meetings were brothers only. They were held either in the basement (dark, foreboding, formal) or in the formal room, which was a lot more comfortable. You only did basement meetings during the secret ceremonies. Upstairs in the formal room there were couches along all the walls and carpet to sprawl out on.Selecting pledges was like the scene in Animal House, only with a few twists thrown in. They didn’t have a projector with slides, but they did have Polaroids taken at parties that could.