“Yes,” He replied. He barely got the word out before she dragged him over to a side table where a group of people was standing.
“Can you chug?” she asked.
“Not very well,” He replied honestly.
“Damn! Well, you’ll have to do,” she said. He had just about enough.
“Excuse me, what are you talking about?” He asked. Mike was reasonably certain she would have ignored the question if he didn’t grab her shoulder. She seemed annoyed at him.
“Some of the pledges were supposed to have a chugging contest against the pledges of one of the fraternities. The fraternity pledges screwed up something and the brothers won’t let them show. Now I have to scrounge up some competition,” she replied.
“Why not just cancel?” He asked.
“Because this was supposed to be a punishment for our pledges. Besides, I think a couple of them convinced the fraternity pledges to screw up so they wouldn’t have to chug. I won’t let them get away with it,” she snapped. The way she was talking made it pretty obvious who she had to be.
“You’re the pledge mistress,” He sighed.
“Yes, now wait here or your cousin will regret it,” she said pulling free from his grasp. He thought to tell her where she could go, but she didn’t seem like the type to make idle threats and he already added enough craziness to Becky’s life this visit.
Becky arrived a few moments later with a bunch of the pledges. There were fifteen of them. He must have met at least half of them, but he couldn’t remember more than a couple of names. The pledge mistress set everything up.
Four guys and Mike stepped to one side of the table. They poured each of them a full cup of beer. Mike almost laughed. The cups were little nine ouncers. You didn’t chug out of nine ounce cups. You chugged out of 12 ounce cups minimally. His fraternity used 16 ouncers. He was well into the bottom half of his pledge class when it came to chugging, but even he could chug fast with nine ounces.
“Here are the rules. Since we only have five male volunteers, we will have to do this in three shifts.”
“Who volunteered?” The guy next to Mike said. The pledge mistress gave him a nasty look. He grinned.
“Tell me about it,” Mike said to the guy.
“I’m Brandon,” He said, holding out his hand. He shook it. He was a little shorter than Mike, but stocky. He had dark hair and light eyes.
“Mike,” He replied.
“How did you get suckered into this?” He asked.
“My cousin is a pledge,” He replied and Brandon laughed.
“My sister.” Brandon said.
“If you two don’t mind,” the pledge mistress snapped at them.
“Sorry,” Mike said, not really meaning it. Just then, the blond quickly turned back to the girls and snapped at one of them threateningly.
“She is something else,” Brandon sighed.
“I could just picture her with a whip and a mask,” He said lowly. Brandon burst out laughing. The pledge mistress turned back toward them. This time Brandon apologized as he stood looking as innocent as he could. Everyone finally settled down and let her finish stating the rules.
“Any pledge who wins her chug gets out of cleanup tonight. However, if she looses she’ll have to stay late for clean up. Okay, let’s get started.”
As it turned out Becky was in the first group. She lined up against Mike. He was distracted from her briefly by the girl who stood in front of Brandon.
“Hi sis. There’s no way you’re going to win,” Brandon said to the young woman across from him. Her name was Susan. She smiled nervously back and shrugged. She was pretty with long dark hair and a nice tan. He found her extremely attractive and would have stared if Becky didn’t interrupt.
“Um Mike, could I talk you into letting me win?” Becky whispered.
“What do you think?” Mike grinned.
“Creep!” she said, only half in jest.
“One more thing, you can’t chug against someone you know,” the pledge mistress said when she noticed Becky and Susan.
“You know, I’m starting to dislike her,” Mike said lowly.
“Wait until you get to know her, you’ll learn to hold her in the same regard as us pledges,” Susan said. He laughed as Becky and Susan switched places. Brandon looked at him.
“Well?” was all he said, but Mike knew what he meant.
“Okay,” Mike replied.
The contest began and it was a pathetic site. The other three guys won easily. He was not surprised when Becky finished before Brandon, but at least she did a respectable job. Susan on the other hand, had to be the worse chugger he ever saw. He did his best, but even still, he almost beat her by accident.
“That’s a lot harder than it looks,” Mike said when they were done. Brandon laughed and slapped him on the back.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a slower chug than that,” Brandon replied.
“Were they chugging?” He replied. This time Becky and Susan smiled. The pledge mistress came over and they quieted.
“That was terrible,” she said flatly to Mike.
“I told you I wasn’t very good. I’m more than willing to stop now,” Mike replied innocently. She turned away disgusted.
The next round was set up. This time Emily stood across from him. She smiled and winked. He sighed as the pledge mistress started the next chug. Brandon and Mike were once again the only two guys to lose. Emily was actually pretty good, so it wasn’t half as painful to lose to her.
“You’re pathetic,” Mike said to Brandon.
“Look who’s talking,” Brandon replied.
The final chug went no differently with the exception that their seemed to be a disagreement between the pledges on who would compete against Brandon and Mike.
“Boy, we are popular,” Brandon said.
“Must be the cologne,” He replied just before losing for the third time.
“I never want to do that again,” Brandon said as they walked away from the table.
“I’m with you,” He replied. They went to the bar and got beers. Becky and Susan walked over with the other four girls who beat one or the other of us. They all thanked us. Brandon’s attention seemed focused on Becky. Mike smiled and shrugged. He was having his own problems not staring at his sister Susan. They chatted for a while before they were all called away for more pledge stuff.
Brandon and Mike went and got another beer. They stood around for quite some time bullshitting. Brandon was a nice enough guy. Mike was a little protective of Becky, but Brandon seemed okay. Mike hoped Brandon felt the same way about him because Susan was something else.
If only she weren’t so shy and quiet. She really looked like she fit the sorority’s reputation. She had that girl next door look with the innocent smile and all. His thoughts were distracted when Brandon excused himself to go to the restroom. He barely left before the pledge mistress found him.
“You, come with me,” she demanded grabbing his hands. He pulled his hand away.
“I don’t think so,” He said.
“If you don’t, I will make your cousin’s pledge period a living hell,” she bluntly replied. He sighed.
“You know, that threat is getting old,” He replied.
“Yes, but it’s effective. Besides, you’ll like this,” she said with a grin. She surprised him. It was the first sign of humor she had shown all night. She took his hand once again and led him out of the basement and up to where the sisters slept.
“What’s going on?” He asked. She smiled.
“I have another job for you,” she said.
“What?” He replied. The pledge mistress hesitated. That surprised him because she didn’t seem like a person who hesitated often.
“Well, I can only tell you if you swear to never tell anyone else what I say. I can’t make you do this, but I expect you’ll like it. In either case, you can’t tell anyone. This includes your cousin Becky,” she said seriously.
“What makes you think my word is worth anything?” He asked. The pledge mistress smiled.
“Your cousin said she trust you over anyone else. Becky is not the type to give her trust to someone who would break his word,” She said and he sighed. She was right. He wouldn’t give her his word unless he fully intended to keep it.
“Okay, you’ve got me curious. You have my word,” He said in agreement. “Now, what are you talking about?”
“Come into the next room and I will show you,” she smiled. They went in the room and he was surprised to say the least.
“You must remain silent or this is over,” the pledge mistress said. He was so dumb founded as he stepped in. The pledge he met with Emily was sitting on the end of a full size bed.
She was naked except for some hot, white, sexy underwear. If anything, her chest looked even larger than he remembered. She was also wearing a blindfold.
“This is Stella. She’s one of my pledges. There’s three more weeks left before she and the others become sisters, however, it came to my attention that she has a bit of a reputation with some of the fraternities,” the pledge mistress said.
“I got drunk and slept with one brother of one fraternity! It’s not like he screwed the whole house or something,” Stella grumbled.
“Silence!” the pledge mistress snapped. “You know that your reputation affects the sororities reputation. I will not have your misconduct hurt our sisterhood. No one likes someone who kisses and tells!”
“I didn’t say anything. It must have been that jerk Brad!” Stella replied.
“So you say,” the pledge mistress snapped. “If you’re telling the truth then you need to be more careful in picking your partners. If you’re not, then you’ll never make sister. I will know for sure after we are done here.” He was dying to ask a question. The pledge mistress saw him biting his lip and shook her head as she smiled.
“I spoke with Stella earlier in the week,” she said to him. “I was going to drop her from the pledge class because of her misconduct, but she begged me to let her stay. I gave her a choice.” He looked at her with raised eyebrow. The pledge mistress winked once again.
“Either she leaves the sorority or she passes a test of my own devising that will prove her ability to keep our reputation as a sorority clean,” she said. Her smile was verging on being evil.
“That’s where you come in,” she added. “Stella will sleep with you and have to remain quiet about it afterward. The blindfold is to protect you if she can’t keep a secret.”
“I will be sure to hear about what happens here before it’s time to make her a sister if she tells anyone. Something like this gets around fast,” the pledge mistress said.
He made to ask a question despite her earlier warning, but she quickly covered his mouth with her own. It was a surprisingly nice kiss. She pulled away after a moment.