Panty Raid

I’ve been seeing the same girl now for six months and in all that time, she hasn’t even let me see her in her bra and panties. Christ, she just started holding my hand in public two months ago. Truthfully all she’s done for me, since we started dating, is to give me a case of blue balls.

Shouldn’t come as a surprise since she’s a sorority sister in a religious sorority, Phi Theta Angelis! The entire place and anyone connected with it doesn’t even think about doing anything that the bible says is wrong. Fuck even the Sorority house mother, prevents anyone of the opposite sex stay more than ten minutes before she on them, asking them to leave or campus security will escort then off sorority property.

Many of we at Phi Phelta Thigh have suffered the wrath of the people of Phi Theta Angelis, over the semester. That was why, Saturday Night April 23rd we were gathered in the basement den room, a red light turning everything into a crimson shadow, wearing white face masks of Anonymous.

The higher ranking fraternity brothers were at a long folding table, gavel in hands. “So brothers, are we agree that in one week time we members of Phi Phelta Thigh will conduct a panty raid on the sorority house of Phi Theta Angelis and show the religious nuts what they have been missing!”

The twenty of the rest of us all raise our hands and verbally agree with the five at the table. The gavels come down onto the surface of the table and the head member asks for suggestions for how to go about doing said raid. We all knew that our biggest problem would be their house mother and that she would have to be neutralized before we could even consider going into the sorority house and give the religious girls a raid.

Tim Duvall, an engineering major, spoke up. “I know that every Friday Night a little after seven their house mother leaves the sorority house long enough to lay in the week’s groceries, so the girls are on their own until she gets back!” Then he cleared his throat and gave all of us his idea. “What if we catch her in the garage before she gets into her car and delay her trip so the rest can have more time to raid the sorority house?”

I could tell by the looks in the eyes around me that most of the guys were all for the idea. I really didn’t worry about them, I had an idea of my own! So Lacey Muller had six days to show me some skin or on the seventh day I was going to get more than a showing!