You're welcomed to the party

The cab drops you in front of the frat house, a large building set in a large yard. Most of the windows are lit, and as you pay the driver you can hear the throb of music coming from the place.

"This is so fun!" Lori giggles, holding your arm as you walk up the path to the front door. "My first frat party! Wooohooo!"

"Try to behave yourself," you tell her, immediately feeling like a prim old lady. "I mean have fun, but don't do anything stupid. Just be careful is all."

"I'll be a good little girl, big sis," she answers with a pretend pout then giggles again. "Don't worry I won't embarrass you."

You're more worried about her embarrassing herself, but you keep the thought to yourself as you climb the stairs to the front door and open it, letting the noise and music spill into the night.

"Lisa Carter! A vision of delight as always!" You recognise Bradley, one of the leaders of the frat as he sweeps you into a hug and grins at you. He's very handsome, looking like a young Robert Redford, and you feel your belly flutter as he holds you.

"And who is this young vision of loveliness?" he asks, turning his eyes on Lori.

"This is my little sister Lori," you answer. "This is Bradley."

"My pleasure," he smiles, taking her hand and making a show of bending over it as she giggles. "Obviously the Carter sisters have cornered the market on beauty. Come on, let me get you both a drink," he adds, leading you into the party.

"God he's hot!" Lori whispers to you as you follow. You give her a sharp glance which she doesn't notice, her eyes flickering about the party, absorbing it all and ignoring you.

Bradley leads you to a bar and gestures at a collection of bottles, a large tub full of ice and beer, and a massive bowl of punch.

"Let me recommend the punch," he smiles, ladling two plastic cups full. "An ancient fraternity recipe guaranteed to make bad times into good times and good times into great times."

"What does it turn great times into?" Lori giggles, taking a swig of the punch.

"Ah, well that is one of the sacred mysteries," Bradley laughs. "True Nirvana. To a great party and pretty companions!" He raises his own glass in a toast, grinning at you with a smile that makes your belly flutter again.

"Now, a few directions. There are three bars, two on this floor and one in the basement. There's dancing in the basement room, and we have a DJ who is spinning some fine tunes tonight. Upstairs is open if you're looking for some quiet time or a little privacy," he grins at you wolfishly, tapping your cup with his. "Make yourselves at home, and enjoy the party."

"This is so cool!" Lori bubbles, swigging her drink again. "I've never been to a frat party before!"

"Well, everyone has to lose their virginity some time," he laughs, eyeing Lori's ripe figure. "Perhaps you'd care for a tour?"

"Oh Yeah!" your little sister giggles. "That would be great!"

You're about to intercede, insisting on going along on the tour, when your name is called and you're suddenly engulfed in female hugs. Bradley gives you a smile as he leads your little sister away, leaving you in the hands of some of your sorority sisters.