Go to the sorority house

I wake up the following morning in a foul mood. Sure I had a good time with Gabriella. And Nicole too that was nice. And ummm.....her roommate who's name eludes me. But that stuck up racist bitch Heather and the things she said is really pissing me off. I do a quick morning workout trying to work off my anger through my workout routine. After I finish my workout I still find that im just as angry as before. Maybe even more so. I mean honestly who the fuck does this girl think she is? She doesn't know me, she doesn't know where I came from and the things I had to do, and the people I had to step over to get here. It was kill or be killed where I'm from yet this snotty suburbanite somehow thinks she's got me all figured out. I out to take that bitch to the hood, let the homeboys run a train on her ass and see how stuck up she is then.

Since I don't have any classes today, I figure I might as well work this anger out on some pussy. I figure I might as well drop in and see Kimberly Karlsson since her sorority house is right across the street. She wasn't anything that special, she was okay at sucking dick, she was actually kind of annoying, but it kind of bothered me that I didn't get a chance to fuck her yet.

I knock on the door of the old brick sorority house. You can tell its an older building that has seen its fair share of parties and was a bit of an eyesore by comparison to my luxurious off campus housing. After knocking a second time I am greeted by a very hung over rail thin blonde, wreaking of vomit and ****.

"Ugh.." she says squiring as the sunlight invades her eyes. "Can I help you or something?"

I step past her inviting myself in. I observe the place seeing a few girls laying about on the floor and a few lucky ones on couches, love seats, or chairs. Still the place is fairly empty, probably no more then 9 or 10 girls laying about. The smell of sex, drunkenness, weed, and air freshener permeates around me. This was my kind of place, but I saw no sign of Kimberly.

I turn back to the skinny hungover girl "Do you know where Kimberly Karlssen is?"

She rubs her temples stepping out of the door letting it swing shut behind her. "Ummm....Kim...I don't know where she's at, you should ask her sister Kristen, she probably would know, she's upstairs."

The blonde plops herself down on a stool in the kitchen and cracks open a beer for herself. I head off upstairs not really what room to look for. I walk past the bathroom where I see a blonde girl crumpled up on her knees puking, while some doofus looking guy sit on the edge of the tub holding her hair for her.

"Yo, you Kristen?" I say casually walking in on them.

"Yeah I am." She says never taking her eyes away from the toilet.

The guy sitting on the toilet looks at me "Im sorry. Im Kristen's boyfriend Josh, shes not feeling that great right now, is there something I can help you with?"

I sneer at him "Oh Im sorry, I thought I was talk to the bitch on the floor, not the one holding her hair."

Josh quickly jumped up as if to defend his and his girl's honor, but quickly realized he had dropped her hair and it was getting into the toilet and quickly sat back down and grabbed her hair back up."

"Look man.." he started anger and fear leading to his voice trembling."

"I need to see Kim." I announced, entirely ignoring Josh.

The blonde lifted herself away from the toilet and looked towards me. As she got a glimpse of me I could tell it startled her.

"I know you!" She exclaimed. "Your John Doe, the new star athlete."

John sighs "That still doesn't give him the right to talk to us like that."

I stare him down "I just call bitches like I see them."

"Oh stop it Josh." She says lifting herself up off the floor. "Kim's told me all about you, its so nice to meet you."

She gets in close as if to greet me with a hug, but I step beck since she smells of vomit and has nasty toilet water on the tips of her hair.

"Im just looking for Kim." I say holding my arm in front of me to stop he advance.

"Oh well she's at our parents house right now. But I'll tell you what I was just about to get a shower and head over there, if you want I could give you a ride over?"

"Kristen!" Josh said now with a panicked expression.

"Oh stop it Josh, him and Kim are good friends lighten up Im just giving him a ride, its not like Im fucking him." She says hugging all on him.

"Okay fine, whatever." He says rolling his eyes and wrapping his arm around her.

I agree and step out of the bathroom allowing for her to clean herself up. Josh remains in the bathroom with her and while she showers I faintly hear her begin to moan. I peer in through the cracked door and see she has himkneeling on the bathtub floor and is humping his head against the shower wall. She is definitely a little thicker then Kim, she's got a nice ass on her, nothing special, but its definitely fuckable.

I wait until her shower finishes up. After she cleans up and get dressed she emerges freshened up, and looking much sexier than the nastiness I saw puking in the toilet an hour earlier. She definitely cleaned up nicely.

We head outside and walk down the street until we come across her BMW SUV. See this is what annoys the he'll out of me about these white people. This bitch is probably all of 19 or 20 years old, probably never worked a day in her life and she's fucking driving a BMW.

We head out driving out of that part of town and about 15 minutes outside of the campus we pull into a development filled with large houses, not quite mansion, but definitely upper class living. We pull into a large driveway that pull up to a garage 4 cars wide.

I step out of her car anticipating knocking down both of these hoes if I can.