Jake, 22 years old. College senior.

I was just beginning my senior year at University when I felt the change happen. It wasn't so much something I felt as something I just knew. And it seemed everyone else knew it at the same time.

That morning, as I sat at the table for breakfast with my roommate, he brought it up. "I wonder who it's going to be." He said, around bites of Lucky Charms. "I saw a few of this year's freshmen girls moving into the campus housing yesterday. Some of them are real cute." He grinned.

I had to admit I wasn't fully comfortable with the idea that some random girl would be stripped of all her rights for an entire week just because her test scores were low. It didn't help my feelings on the matter that my own little sister, Lori, was becoming a freshman this year.

She was exactly the type of girl that these guys would love to get their hands on, too. Eighteen years old, cute little blonde cheerleader with perky breasts, flat stomach, and a deliciously firm round ass. She was my own sister and even I had to admit she was insanely hot. Just imagining her being chosen as the flavor of the week, as some of the other guys had begun calling it, made my blood run hot.

My roommate was still talking, brainstorming some ideas he had for how to take proper advantage of a legally defenseless freshman girl like that.

"You're a pig, dude." I finished my breakfast and took off, looking for something productive to do that wouldn't involve imagining my baby sister getting stuffed by half the student body... Or maybe just to go see her, myself. To make sure she was getting settled in alright, of course.