“although your asshole is up for grabs I’m afraid” she patted his ass patronizingly. “The party..” he muttered blinking at the brunette
“That’s right. and I made them write Zeta’s Bitch 20 times on each others naked bodies.” She uncapped the marker, scrawling the words Zeta’s Piggy across his chest”
“Fucking cunt” Brad spat, overwhelmed by the humiliating thought of his pledges running naked across campus; branded head to toe as Zeta-house bitches. Brad didn’t answer, gritting his teeth in anger and humiliation. we’re sorry, please don’t call the cops.. He blinked at her, trying to look pitiful, hoping to trigger some sympathy in her, his ray of hope. The girl considered him pensively, uncomfortable in his gaze as Sir began to speak again, “Ladies I would like you to meet Zeta house’s new pledge for pet piggy. “FUCK! “Open your eyes, or you’ll puke”
He did and the world came to a jarring stop. That’s who you are.
