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Survivors of March 26, 1987, gather at the Chi O house, January 2012.
I was not a member of a sorority in my undergrad years — something that I slightly regret now.
I went about halfway through the “rush” process, but dropped out of the process before pledging (I seem to remember some frenzied late-night conversation with friends — you know the kind in college, where the World Suddenly Makes Sense — about how “sister” meant more to me than “group of girls I live with” and therefore I should drop out of the process.) In terms of my college social life, I don’t regret the decision at all — my friends and I had great fun, and I was very involved with a more subject-specific “residential college,” as NU called them — but in the many years since college, I’ve come to wonder whether a sorority affiliation would have been helpful from a networking perspective.
Plenty of us could secretly out-drink and out-smoke (sitting or standing) the biggest barfly in town, but we took the other expectations seriously, which is how, on a bright, clear Thursday in the spring of 1987, we arrived at the moment that changed everything.
Socially Awkward and sartorially clueless (purple gel shoes, pink frosted lipstick), I got in to Chi O largely, I suspect, on the lovability of my cousin Jill, the Chi O secretary.
I held a leadership role in my sorority (one where there was no committee under me, but I did initiate and successfully complete some large projects) and was also a recruitment counselor for Greek life for two years (a highly competitive position at my school).Her pussy looks absolutely amazing, so smooth and flawless, so tight and delicious. She grabs her tits and pulls on her nipples, that tongue, it leaves her breathless, as much so as that fabulous cock she can’t wait to taste and feel inside her!The naked ballet dancer perches herself atop the horizontal dance pole and dangles upside down while taking his throbbing erection in her soft hands, sucking and stroking.He kisses her legs and thighs, moving up to her crotch, licking and sucking on her wet cunt.She can feel his tongue wriggling inside her pussy burger and it makes her squirm as she moans and pants for breathe.
The idea of sororities holds stronger in the Deep South than in the rest of the country, and at my alma mater, Ole Miss, in Oxford, Mississippi, the Greek letters on T-shirts foretold a person's station in life. Our symbol was the owl; our colors were red and gold, or, in the mythical terms we were taught, "cardinal and straw"; and our chapter, Tau, had been at the top of the Greek order since its founding in 1899.