Clarise is tested

Clarise, still shocked at the events of the day before, walked out of her Intro to Literature class having barely paid attention to the professor. She couldn't believe what kind of a sorority she had gotten herself involved with. She had heard of hazings but this? Could she really go through with it? How ...

"Hey. Clarise, right?" Her thoughts were interrupted as the boy dashed up to meet her. Tall and gangly, his prominent adam's apple bobbed as he spoke to her. She stopped, barely recognizing him from her class.

"Yeah?" she frowned as he came to stand closer to her than she would have liked. He was far from handsome with an awkward haircut and clothes that seemed just a little out of fashion. A geek should would never have acknowledged in the past. But, she was distracted.

"Lets go to the library real quick." He said, grinning. And then, with a conspiritorial whisper, "I ... uh ... want a blow job."

Clarise's eyes grewed wide. When Zoe had told them about the fraternity boys and what was expected, she had figured it would be a bunch of horny jocks. But this? They had intentionally set them up with a frat full of geeks? What the hell was this?

"What? Uh ...."

"Come on. You ... you know the deal" Her hesitation had made him a bit nervous and he glanced around anxiously. Apparently, this was his first time doing anything like this. Clarise frowned and a wave of revulsion flooded through her. A geek? They expected her to suck off a geek?

The revulsion became visible as a quiver went through her body. The boy -- for he was little more -- ogled her body and she could see his cock tenting his khaki's. She immediately regretted having worn her low rise jeans and midriff baring top. Her pale skin seemed to draw more attention to her pierced navel and the straps of her thong that peeked out. She had expected jocks at the least, but this? A drooling geek? Could she really go through with this?