Date: Fri, 27 Mar 2009 19:30:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Adon Libere <adonlibere@yahoo.com>
Subject: Slave Girls of Alpha Beta Delta Chapters 3 and 4

Slave Girls of Alpha Beta Delta

By Adon Libere

Author's Note: Patience, my friends, patience.

Comments are welcome at adonlibere@yahoo.com.


Chapter 3

Comparing notes in the morning, Jenny and April realized that they were
heading out to the same class, Intro to European History. They decided to
walk together, stopping at the cafeteria for tea and cereal bars. The
morning was gray and drizzly, but by the time their class was over, the
clouds had parted and a golden sun was shining over the campus.

As they stepped out of Barton Hall, Jenny spotted Kristin across the
courtyard. She really stood out in a crowd. Not only was she tall, blond,
and beautiful, but she had a glow about her, like the sun shone only on and
for her. Jenny's stomach gave a funny little flutter as she exclaimed
"That's the girl from ABD!" and pointed in Kristin's direction.

"Wow," answered April, "She's gorgeous."

The roommates walked in Kristin's direction, and as they approached she
favored them with a dazzling smile. "Hi, Jenny!"

"Hi, Kristin. This is my roommate, April."

"Nice to meet you," said Kristin, and the two shook hands. "So Jenny, will
we see you on Friday?"

"Sure," said Jenny, amazed at how eager Kristin was to have her attend.

"Great. And April--" Kristin's eyes moved up and down as she quickly sized
up Jenny's roommate. "Why don't you come as well? I think you might be our
kind of girl."

"I'd love to," said April, grinning enthusiastically.

"Awesome. Well, I need to get to class, but I look forward to seeing you guys
there."

"Bye," said the roommates, and as soon as Kristin was out of sight, they
excitedly hugged each other. For the rest of the week, all they thought and
talked about was Friday night at ABD. What would it be like? What should
they wear? Fortunately, since it was the first week of class, they didn't
have a lot of homework to distract them from their speculations.

April tried on every outfit in her closet--and being very serious about
fashion, she had brought quite a few--before settling on a simple black
cocktail dress.  Jenny had far fewer clothes with her, and none that April
deemed acceptable for this occasion, so they spent Wednesday and Thursday
evenings scouring local thrift shops until they found a dark red dress that
fit Jenny and was in good shape.

Checking herself out in the store mirror, Jenny was amazed at what she saw.
The dress was low-cut and tight, showing off her curves to good effect. "I
don't know," she said to her roommate. "Isn't it a little slutty?"

April shook her head vehemently. "You have to get this, Jen. This dress was
made for you. You look amazing."

The girl behind the counter, a skinny redhead, spoke up to agree with April.
"Your friend is right," she said. "If I could fill out that dress the way you do,
I'd buy it in a second."

"Well..." said Jenny, turning around to see how her butt looked. "OK. I'll take
it."

The girls celebrated that night by buying a bottle of champagne using April's
fake ID. Jenny wasn't accustomed to drinking; the prom had been her first
and last experience with alcohol. After one glass of champagne she felt giddy
and elated, chatting animatedly as she gazed into April's glittering golden
eyes. After two glasses she felt dizzy and extremely tired. She crawled into
bed and lay back with her eyes half-open, listening to April tell a story about
her ex-boyfriend.

Feeling sleep tug at her, Jenny thought how lucky she was to have gotten this
wonderful girl as her roommate. April was so nice, so smart, so pretty...her
eyes were so friendly, her lips so soft...Jenny felt like she wanted to kiss those
lips. At that moment, if she'd had the energy, she would have stood up,
walked over, and kissed April right on the lips. But she didn't. Instead she
closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.


Chapter 4

After class the next day, Jenny and April returned to their room to get ready.
The girls chattered excitedly as they fixed their hair and donned their dresses,
double- and triple-checking themselves in the mirror after every step. April,
who was good with makeup, helped Jenny, who wasn't. When they were done,
Jenny looked her roommate up and down and felt sick with envy. April looked
so stylish, so elegant; the little black dress really flattered her slim figure.
"You look amazing," said Jenny quietly.

"So do you," answered April.

"No, I don't."

"Jenny, please. Trust me, you look fucking hot." She reached down and
pinched Jenny on the ass. "Hot!"

Jenny blushed bright red and turned away shyly. "Thanks," she murmured.

"We should get going," said April. "Don't want to be late."

The girls followed their map to the north side of campus, walking about half
a mile before turning left onto a path through a grove of maple trees. After a
few hundred yards they came to a tall iron gate that stood open; to its left
were the Greek letters for Alpha Beta Delta.

"Guess this is the place," said April.

Stepping through the gate they got their first glimpse of ABD House, which to
Jenny looked more like a small palace than a house. It was a huge structure,
four stories, at least 75 years old and covered with ivy. The girls were struck
dumb with amazement at the sight of it, though April gave a low whistle to
express her awe. Climbing the front steps to the expansive patio, they saw
through the open door an enormous room filled with beautiful women. They
stepped inside and Jenny felt her jaw go slack. The elaborately decorated
room was like something out of a 19th century romance, with a huge fireplace
crackling at the far end. And it was filled with a least a hundred gorgeous
females of every color, shape, and size--well, except for fat ones; this was a
sorority, after all.

April saw a girl she knew from one of her classes and went to chat with her.
Jenny stood there feeling uglier by the second and was soon overcome with
the urge to flee. She turned toward the door and would have made a run for it
if she hadn't just then seen Kristin in a breathtaking purple dress. Seeing
Jenny, the tall blonde broke into a wide smile and walked over. She took both
of Jenny hands in hers and said, "Welcome, Jenny. I'm so glad you came."
Looking into Kristin's warm blue eyes, Jenny immediately felt relaxed and at
home. "Is your roommate here?" Jenny nodded in April's direction. "Good.
Well, here's how it works. On the table over there is a signup sheet. Put your
name down, and when it's your turn you'll be called into the sitting room over
there." She pointed to the right. "You'll tell us a little about yourself, we'll ask
you a few questions, and that's about it. In the meantime, just go ahead and
mingle. There are snacks and drinks on the table by the fireplace, so help
yourself. I've gotta go get ready, but I'll see you later, OK?"

Jenny nodded, and as Kristin walked away she found her eyes irresistibly
drawn to the rear end swaying provocatively in the tight purple fabric. When
Kristin was out of sight she found April and they added their names to the
signup sheet, then walked over to the banquet table to drink punch and wait
for their names to be called. April made conversation with a few of the girls
who were milling about, and Jenny tried to participate, but she had a hard
time staying focused. Her heart was pounding in anticipation of hearing her
name called; she was going to be called into that room and judged, and she
couldn't see how she was possibly going to measure up. She couldn't stop
marveling at the beauty that surrounded her on every side. Blondes, brunettes,
redheads; whites, blacks, Hispanics, Asians, Arabs--it was a veritable gallery
of feminine perfection.

Classical music was playing through unseen speakers, and periodically the
music would pause and a name would be called. When Jenny heard her own
name she nearly fainted; she didn't think her legs would carry her where she
was supposed to go. But then she saw Kristin standing in the doorway, still
with that radiant smile, and she managed to put one foot in front of the other,
turning briefly to acknowledge April's "Good luck."

At the door, Kristin took Jenny's hand and ushered her into a room where
about a dozen girls--sorority members, Jenny assumed--sat around on
couches and chairs. "Everybody, this is Jenny Baker," said Kristin, and there
was a chorus of "Hello"s and "Hi, Jenny"s from the sisters. "Jenny, this is
our membership committee."

Kristin led Jenny to a chair on the other side of the room, set apart from and
facing the others, then returned to her own seat. "So Jenny, tell us a little bit
about yourself."

Jenny swallowed nervously. "Well, I was born in Hawaii and went to high
school in Houston. My mom's Japanese and my dad's in the Marines. And I'm
really nervous cause you guys are all so gorgeous."

There was a light ripple of laughter through the crowd. "How do you like
Bowmore so far?" asked Kristin.

"I love it," answered Jenny. "The campus is beautiful and everybody I've met
has been really nice to me." She smiled at Kristin. "And my classes have been
really interesting so far."

"What are you planning on studying?" asked one of other girls from the
committee, a pale-skinned redhead.

"I'm not sure," said Jenny. "My dad wants me to study business
administration and my mom thinks I should major in literature or art history.
I guess I have time to take some different classes and figure it out."

"Now a personal question," said Kristin. "What's your idea of a good time?"

"Hmm, that's a tough one." Jenny's life hadn't been exactly filled with good
times. "I don't know...I guess a night at the movies with friends." She could
count on one hand the number of times she had actually done that, but it had
always been fun.

The next question came from a girl toward the back with olive skin and short
black hair. "Would you describe yourself as being open to new things?"

"Sure," said Jenny. That wasn't exactly true, but she wanted to be that type of
person, and anyway she was sure that was what they wanted to hear. "I love
to learn and experience new things."

"Great," said Kristin. "Thanks, Jenny. We have a lot of candidates to see, so
that's all for now. We just need your picture and you can go." A blonde who
could have been Kristin's sister, except shorter and with slightly darker hair,
stepped forward with a camera and asked Jenny to stand up. She did so and
smiled gamely for the lens, flinching slightly when the flash went off. After
the girl with the camera took down Jenny's address for the sorority's records,
Jenny headed for the door, taking a last look at Kristin, who winked and
nodded conspiratorially.

April was coming in as she went out. The roommates locked eyes and Jenny
whispered "Good luck" as they passed. Once the door was closed, Jenny
headed straight for the big plate of cookies on the table and ate nervously
until April emerged about five minutes later. They compared notes and
decided they had been asked pretty much the same questions.

"It was kinda weird," said Jenny. "I mean how much can they learn about us
from that?"

"I don't know," answered April. "But look at how many girls are here. No
way they could spend a long time on every one of us." She shrugged her
shoulders. "We'll see, I guess."

They were just about to leave when an authoritative voice called out
"Ladies, your attention, please." The clamor of voices died down to a
murmur, then ceased altogether. The crowd turned to face the voice's owner,
which was a tall, dark-haired woman in a gray pinstriped business suit. "My
name is Alexis White, and I'm the house manager here at Alpha Beta
Delta. I'd like to thank you all for coming tonight."

Jenny craned her head to get a look at this new person. Alexis White was
quite striking in a way, with chiseled features and alabaster skin,
although she was dressed conservatively and her hair was pulled back in a
severe bun.  She looked to be in her early thirties and projected an air of
serene self- confidence. "As you can see, ABD is one of the more popular
organizations on campus. However, we only accept ten incoming freshmen per
year. Those of you who are chosen will be informed in writing by 10 A.M. on
Monday. To the rest of you, I can only say that unfortunately we have to
turn away many qualified candidates, and I wish you the best of luck in
your time here at Bowmore." She nodded curtly, turned on her heel, and
strode purposefully out of the room.

In the next few minutes the room started to empty out, except for a handful
of girls whose names hadn't been called yet. Slipping one last chocolate
chip cookie into her pocket, April took Jenny by the arm and led her
through the front door. They stood on the front porch for a minute
breathing the crisp autumn air and looking at the yellow crescent moon
hanging in the sky. But they weren't dressed for the weather and soon began
making their way home, walking briskly and huddled close for warmth.