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Jeannie was mortified.

She wanted desperately to be a member of Rho Iota Epsilon;

her mother would be devastated if she wasn't. She'd endured the normal hazing,
the cold showers taken while racing against the other pledges to repeat the
Greek alphabet, cleaning the toilets with her toothbrush, the yelling and name
calling, being woken up at night, even the embarrassing skits.

But this was too much.

She knew she shouldn't delay, that it wasn't going to get much

better. There were only three people on the sidewalk in front of the building.
She braced herself to make a run for it, taking one last look from her shelter
behind the shrubs. A group of half-a-dozen frat brothers poured out of the
entrance across the way, and she huddled down, praying they wouldn't look her
way. With every minute that passed, she knew it would only get worse, as more
and more students started heading to their early morning classes. Jeannie
kicked herself for hesitating.

She shut her eyes tightly, fighting the tears. One lousy

mistake. That's all it had taken, and now the pledge mistress had it out for
her. She knew she should quit and just walk away, but she didn't want to give
the bitch the pleasure. And her mother would never forgive her.

"What the hell's going on?"

She opened her eyes in shock to see a guy standing just a

couple of feet away, looking her up and down. She blushed from head to toe, and
he couldn't miss the fact, since the only thing she was wearing was her
sandals. That, and a clipboard in one hand, a pencil tied to a string around
her wrist in the other.

Jeannie hunched over, trying to cover up. "I can't

say."

"Pledge?"

She nodded weakly.

He stepped closer and she trembled. Then he turned

effectively blocking the view of her from quad. "You don't have to do
this, you know? This is way out of line, and dangerous. They could get kicked
off campus and shut down for pulling this kind of crap."

"It's not that simple."

"How long do you have to stay out here?" he asked.

"I ... I have to walk the quad circuit."

"Bullshit!" he snapped. "No fucking

way."

"Please, don't interfere. I have to." Jeannie was

on the verge of crying again. She'd been watching for fifteen minutes, praying
for a lull in the traffic, so she could sprint around the perimeter. It was
only a couple of hundred yards. Then the horror would be almost over.

The guy shook his head, and started removing his shirt.

"I can't. I can't wear anything."

He ignored her, laying the shirt over the bush beside him,

then started taking off his shoes. She watched him in terror as he opened his
pants.

"No. No way," she hissed. "Don't."

"Calm down," he said, folding his jeans in half

and putting them beside his shirt. Then he removed his boxers and he was as
naked as her.

"What are you doing?"

He smiled and extended his hand. "C'mon. Let's get this

over with."

She placed her hand in his, and felt the small squeeze. She

resisted his pull, but he was relentless.

"Stand tall. Proud. Don't let the bastards get to

you," he said. He pulled and she stepped out of her shelter, and onto the
sidewalk. She bowed her head, staring at the ground in front of her.

"I'm Alex."

She allowed the stranger to pull her along, and she kept

pace, with short mincing steps. "Jeannie."

"Dude! What the fuck? And who's the babe?" Jeannie

glanced up to see two guys walking toward them.

Please, God. Don't let them ask about the clipboard.

Please.

"This is Jeannie," her partner in nudity said.

"We're celebrating National Nude Day."

The guys stopped just a few feet away, and she looked up to

see them grinning. "Nude Day? For real? That's righteous," the one on
the left said.

Alex put his hand around Jeannie's waist, and tugged her

along. She was in shock, but followed docilely.

"Yeah. You guys should get with it. Or are you afraid

to let the world see what you got?" Alex said.

"Hell yeah! I'm in." The second guy was taking off

his shirt, when Jeannie passed them. "She's a keeper," one of them
added.

"Stand straight," Alex whispered. "Proud. You

know your sisters are watching." He reached over and took the clipboard
from her hand. "What's with—"

"Stop!" she hissed. "Please don't ask.

Please."

He nodded, and moved his arm from around her waist up across

her shoulders. "Dicks at one o'clock," he said, sotto voce.

DKE. Jesus. That was the last thing she needed.

Three guys walked toward them, laughing. "Best

walk-of-shame ever," one of them said.

Jeannie felt the tips of her ears burning. She felt his

breath against the side of her face. "Ignore them," he whispered.

As they got closer, they started to spread out, leering at

her.

"Figured the Dicks would be too lame to go along,"

Alex said, a sneer in his voice. "Cowards."

"Fuck you Hamilton," the middle one said. "We

ain't 'fraid of shit. Not some pussy Sig."

"Go along with what?" the one on the left said.

"Nude Day. Flaunt it if you got it. I figured you had

nothin' to show."

"Bullshit," the one on the right said. "Nude

Day ain't till July."

Alex slid his arm around Jeannie's waist again, pulling her

along, trying to stem her trembling. "That's National Nude Day, dickless.
Today's International Nude Day. But I just bet you're looking for any
excuse not to strip down and show your poor excuse for a pecker."

"You're full of crap," middle guy said.

Two of the Deltas had stopped to listen in on the

conversation. Jeannie thought she would die. They were drawing a crowd.
Everything she was afraid of.

Alex didn't seem to care. "Of course I am. And you

three are living proof why the Dicks are the most laughed at frat on campus.
The one day you can let it all hang free, and you're hiding behind your Dockers
and tighty-whiteys." He nodded toward the girls. "Bet they have more
balls than you." He grinned at the new audience. "It's Nude Day. I
hope I'm not offending you ladies."

They giggled, and looked him over. "Not in the

least," the shorter said.

"Ignore the cowards, they've got nothing to show,"

Alex said with a nod toward the three DKEs, and a wink at the girls.

"Fuck off, Hamilton, I got just as much as you."

"Sure you do," Alex laughed, as he tugged Jeannie

along picking up the pace.

"Is it really Nude Day?" the taller of the Deltas

called after him.

"All day long." He glanced backward, and Jeannie

turned with him. The Delta's followed their gaze toward the naked asses of two
guys who were almost to the greenway, laughing it up. They'd even picked up
another nudie.

Jeannie turned back around and struggled to keep up the

quick pace that Alex was setting.

"Are they doing it?" he whispered.

She looked back and was shocked to see the guys starting to

undress, and struggled to suppress her laughter. She couldn't believe that one
of the girls was stripping down, while the other argued with her. "How do
you do that?" she said, putting her arm around her partner's waist.

"Do what?"

"Walk around like it's no big deal, naked. Like you own

the world. Make it sound like they're the idiots for being dressed."

He shrugged. "I don't judge myself by how others see

me, and I've got nothing to be ashamed of."

They had already covered half the distance around the quad,

when Lisa, her best friend and fellow pledge came running across the quad,
naked.

"Lisa!" Jeannie gasped.

"It's ridiculous that you have to do this. They're

fighting like crazy in the house. The bitch is getting an earful." Lisa
looked up at Alex. "Hi, I'm Lisa."

"Alex," he replied with a smile, sticking out his

hand. She shook it briefly, grinning before falling in on the other side of her
friend.

Alex gave Jeannie a tug to get her moving again. "So I

guess you're celebrating Nude Day with us?"

Lisa walked beside the pair, taking Jeannie's hand in hers,

grinning. Lisa had no issue with walking around naked. It was her favorite
outfit. She'd do it all the time, if she could get away with it. "July
14th."

"July what?" Jeannie asked.

"Nude Day is July 14th. Not October." Lisa

grinned, "It's a big day back home."

Alex laughed. "I guess you caught me. I figure it's

close enough for our purposes."

A few more students were exiting the fraternity and sorority

houses. There wasn't much foot traffic at 7:30 in the morning. There weren't
that many early classes. A group of Gammas jogged over as they reached the end
of the buildings on the west side of the quad.

"Hey Alex, looking good," the tall brunette in the

front laughed.

"Heather," Alex nodded, smiling. "Gonna join

us for Nude Day?"

The new girls fell in step as Alex kept walking, dragging

Jeannie along at his side. "For real? Is that what this is about? No
shit?" Heather asked.

Alex waved her over, and she stepped in beside him, opposite

Jeannie. "No, I'm not gonna lie to you," he said softly, his words
for her alone. "We're caught up in a pledge thing."

She nodded. "And the boy scout couldn't leave it

alone."

He just grinned. "Guilty. You know me too well."

She tugged on his arm, getting him to stop. "How bad is

it?"

"Nothing, really. She just has to walk the quad in her

birthday suit."

Heather nodded. "Need company?"

"I think we'll be fine. I appreciate it though."

Heather turned and stood in front of him, stopping him from

going any further. She looked over at Jeannie. "Rho house?"

Jeannie nodded, slightly intimidated by the gorgeous

brunette.

"Sandra, I bet. She's been bragging about torturing her

pledges. She's a total bitch."

Lisa spoke up. "She has it in for her. I'd a quit.

Probably have to after this."

Heather looked over at the three girls with her.

"Alright pledges, anyone who walks the quad naked with me is in. No more
testing. Anyone up for it? No repercussions if you don't. It's a lot to
ask."

"You don't have to—" Alex started, before

Heather cut him off.

"You never have to; it doesn't stop you does it?"

She grinned at him as she pulled her shirt off, and unsnapped her bra.

It wasn't two more minutes until Alex and the bevy of

beauties were continuing their walk, the latest girls wearing nothing but their
backpacks, stuffed full of their books and the clothing they'd shed.

Jeannie was still in shock at how things were turning out.

She'd been terrified. Now she stood tall, walking in the crisp morning air,
naked as the truth she had to face. She didn't want to be a Rho Iota Epsilon.
Not after this.

Heather looked around Alex as they made the turn as the end

of the frat quad, just before academic row. "You're not a quitter, are
you? You're not gonna give that bitch the satisfaction of breaking you."

"Not in this lifetime," Jeannie said.

"Good. If you change your mind about where you want to

belong, look me up. We need girls like you. And Gammas stick together."
She looked over at where three of her own pledges were walking naked. Heather
looked over at Lisa. "You too. Love that you didn't make her do it alone.
Big respect for that."

Just before the Rho house, Heather stopped. "Get

dressed," she announced to her pledges. Then she turned and gave Alex a
big hug. "Still the best."

He grinned squeezing her tightly and making her squeal when

he lifted her off the ground. "Love you, sweetie."

She held his head in her hands, and kissed him. "My

once and always hero." Another brief peck and she took off her backpack
and started getting dressed, as if she didn't have a care in the world.

Jeannie watched, feeling a tug of jealousy she'd never

expected. Then his arm was around her waist again, pulling her along.
"Almost done. You gonna explain the clipboard, part?"

"Oh shit," Lisa gasped. Then she laughed, and ran

the last few feet to the sorority house.

Jeannie sighed. She thought she'd get away with it. "If

anyone asks me about the clipboard, I have to ask them three questions."

"Are they that bad?" Alex asked.

She took the clipboard from him, and readied her pencil.

"What's your favorite type of music?"

"Hard rock," he answered instantly, without a

thought.

She noted his answer on the paper. "If you could have

dinner with any four people who are no longer alive, who would you
choose?"

Alex took a few seconds to think that one over, as more

people started to wander through the quad, eyeing the odd naked couple doing a
survey.

"Jesus, Buddha, DaVinci, and my grandfather."

Jeannie looked up at him in surprise. Not the answer she was

expecting. She wished she could ask him more about that, but now wasn't the
time. She wrote down his answers, and looked up at him. Her hand was trembling
and she felt her eyes tearing up.

"Do you want to have sex with me?"

It was only the last question that mattered. That was the

hazing.

Alex took the clipboard from her shaking hand, put his hand

behind her neck, and pulled her forward against his body. He tilted her head
back, brought his lips to hers, hesitating before they touched. He gazed into
her eyes, as he completed that last half-inch, his mouth covering hers, his
tongue brushing her lip. She heard the clipboard clatter against the ground, as
his other arm pulled her tightly against him.

Jeannie sighed, kissing him back, feeling his hardness press

against her. That hadn't been there earlier, while they were walking. Now it
was a hefty presence, scaring her. She wasn't a quitter, but she didn't know if
she could go through with it. Not that he wasn't interesting and handsome, but
she didn't even know the guy.

When he released her, she was shaking.

"No." Then his lips brushed her again, and she

felt his erection brush against her belly.

She stared at him, her forehead furling in surprise.

"No?"

"No, Jeannie. I don't want to have sex with you if

that's going to force you to do something you're not ready for."

She absorbed the unexpected response. If he had said yes,

she would have had to go through with it. That was the rule. Asking her to give
the survey, while naked, to a random person was unfair. She knew the bitch had
done it to make her quit. Even if she hadn't quit, the shame of giving up her
virginity to a stranger would have been unbearable. Not following through was
all the excuse the bitch needed to drop her.

She looked into his eyes, seeing the concern. "You

know."

He nodded, a hint of a smile turning up the side of her

cheek. "I don't know you, Jeannie. Not that I wouldn't love to get to know
you. I'm not the kind of guy to take advantage of a girl in distress."

"But ... how?"

He laughed. "It's a legend around here. The sorority

pledge with the clipboard. The guys have a similar thing, where the pledge has
to ask questions. His pencil is on a string that goes into his pocket and it's
tied to his balls. The sorority sisters all know about it, and they're supposed
to take the pencil from him and tug on it. The DKEs still do it." He
leaned over and kissed her softly. "Usually the question from the pledge
is 'Do you want a handjob' or at worst 'Do you want a blowjob.' Any frat
brother seeing that clipboard in your hand would have been all over you. None
are going to pass up a good thing, especially not one that looks like you.
That's why I had to take it from you." His eyes turned hard. "Your
sorority sisters don't play nice. You could do better."

"My mother was president. She'll die if I don't become

a Rho."

"I doubt that. I bet if you told her what they expected

of you, you'd get a different response."

"You don't understand. It's all she's ever talked

about, how wonderful it was, what a great group they were. Her best friends are
still her sorority sisters from back then."

Alex shook his head. "Talk to her Jeannie. Don't do

something you don't want to. Nothing's worth that." Then he smiled.
"I think Nude Day is over. Maybe you should go in." He looked down at
her naked body. "Damn, you're a pretty thing. Go, before I change my
answer."

Jeannie looked around as more people were wandering the

quad, giving her and Alex odd looks, and laughing. Fuck 'em, she
thought.

She picked up her clipboard, and looked at the strange guy

who'd come to her rescue. "Do you want to take me out?" she asked,
smiling, her pencil poised over the paper.

"In a heart-beat. Nothing I'd like better."

She wrote on the paper, then tore off the bottom, and handed

it to him. She stood on tiptoe and gave him a brief kiss. "Call me, boy
scout."

Then she turned and ran inside the house, leaving Alex

holding her phone number.

More Hazing

Inside the sorority house, all the sisters and pledges were

gathered. Most broke out in applause as she entered. Jeannie turned to Sandra,
the pledge mistress, and thrust the clipboard at her.

The startled Sandra took it in her hand and started reading

it as Jeannie pulled on her panties. "So when are you going to fuck
him?

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