Jess is laughing at her plight?

Indeed, the sweet innocent redhead is giggling. You wonder whether threatening **** broke her mind. Her sorority leader on the chair beside her looked at her with a questioning look.

The sweet southern redhead that was sobbing uncontrollably until a moment ago was now letting out a chuckle.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry~" Jess throws her head back, now no longer in the fetal position, but still on the ground. She's cracking up, even with tears still streaming down her face. "I just, oh man, 'Get it all out on her in one go'? I just... that's just too funny!"

You can't help but notice the change in her accent. She is no longer speaking with her clearly distinguishable southern accent. Even her innocent demeanor is gone. It was nothing but a facade, you notice. The innocent young redhead wan't so innocent after all.

Jess jumps up from her position on the ground and looks at you. She tilts her head sideways and lets out a grin, which makes you a bit uncomfortable. The feeling of superiority you had just a minute ago is all but gone. Jess's green eyes dance with malevolence, and she smiles irrelevantly, like a demon roasting a butcher on a spitroast.

"You weren't really going to **** me...." Jess speaks again, though now with her fake Southern accent. She squeezes her ample bosom together in a practiced simper.

"You wouldn't really want to hurt poor, sweet, little things like me~~?" she laughs again, irritating you.

"What the fuck is going on?" is all you can manage.

Erin says with an irritated tone, "Jezebel, you were supposed to see how far he'd go with it, first."

Then Erin turns to you and says, as though it were obvious all along, "Meet your new assistant, Jess. She'll be helping you... improve our struggling freshman pledge class girls."