The next day Tim got a call from one of the pledge masters who asked him to meet with her to discuss a problem that they were having with a pledge. It... turned out to be Jill who just happened to be the daughter of retired general Nails Norton, one of the most famous graduates of the college. To add to the problem, her mother was a former member of the very sorority that Jill was attempting to join. In fact Mrs. Norton had been the sorority's sergeant at arms as well as its pledge master during. He was waiting for me just outside the door, "I know a private place" he said nervously. I was pretty sure he wasn't an axe murderer so I asked "where?" "Just a little way from here, off 9 Mile Rd, you can follow me" he said rather timidly. I was intrigued "ok" I said. My car was hot as hell when I got in, it was a hot August afternoon, I started my car and turned on the AC. I was wearing a white tee shirt, blue nylon shorts (Kathy Ireland from K-Mart) pink Vanity Fair Body Caress panties. I laid on my back and spread my legs open. Daniel looked at my feminine mound, covered in a sticky clear juice. He placed the head of his cock into the tiny opening of my pussy and slowly started inching his way deeper into me. He filled me and stretched me until it felt he was in my stomach. My virginity was dissolving but not giving in easily. He was pushing hard into me and I could tell instinctively he wanted to pump me hard but he couldnt and wouldnt. I wanted to feel the pain because it. Was she in pain? Her eyes opened half way and saw me and gave an attempt to smile. “Daddy,” she softly whispered. “I don’t feel good, Daddy.” Worry was etched into my voice. “Baby, Darling, what’s wrong? What can I do?” My hands began to shake. Her eyes had a haze over them, looked like she was a bit dizzy. I touched her forehead and neck and knew instantly she had a high fever. “I’m going to get you a few things. I’ll be right back, Honey.” All she could muster was a small nod. I briskly.