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"Ladies, I can now tell you your sorority has been under secret probation, so it's very important you do not tell anyone about me or these new house rules, not even your underclassmen sisters. If they ask about why you're naked in the house or any other things, just tell them that since you're seniors, you don't have to explain anything to them. Understand?"

"If it's your day to be my servant, I sleep in your room, so make sure your rooms are clean. Oh, and keep in good shape: eat healthy and exercise regularly and swallow semen at least a couple of times a week. Nothing gives hot, sexy, classy coeds proper protein like semen. Understand?"

The girls nodded or said "yes."

"Great! Now each of you must pay me $250 a month. You're all from rich families, so you can easily afford it, but once again, keep hush about it, and since you'll all simplify your wardrobes, you'll save money." Alfred had some more silly thoughts. "Oh, I almost forgot." He lightly hit his head with the palm of his hand. "Sexy and classy college women only wear blue or purple lipstick. Nothing says sexy and classy co-ed like blue or purple lipstick; it's the only color you can wear when on campus. Finally, any time you run into a sorority sister by chance, you greet her with an open-mouth kiss and a playful squeeze of one of her boobs. Got it?"

The girls nodded.

"Great, now London, come with me. The rest of you get to work on your wardrobe alterations to your pants."

The girls went upstairs, and London followed Alfred to the kitchen.

"So, London, what's for breakfast?"

London gave him a sheepish look. "Well, we normally just eat breakfast bars, juice, smoothies, or coffee. None of us really cook."

"Oh, I should have known," said Alfred. "Probably have a maid or something do that for you. I have an idea though."