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 ï>¿Sharking Day Pt.  02 by Totzman

   The final 14 girls get sharked by the ATZ boys!

   The warm afternoon sun shined brightly onto her tanned bikini-clad body.
Maggie stretched her legs and adjusted the brim of her visor to cover her
eyes.  She lay on the balcony on the second floor of Hudson Hall, soaking
up the sun's rays while ignoring the college boys trying to gawk at her
from the sidewalk below.

   "Hey!" a voice called out to her.  Maggie ignored him.  She was not
giving him her number.

   "Hey!" he repeated.  "I lost my key.  Can you come down and unlock the
door?"

   Maggie rolled over and looked down at Matt's face.

   "You don't live here," she said.

   "My girlfriend does.  Can you let me in?  I need to see her."

   Just then, the front door opened, and a female dorm resident invited him
inside.  Matt looked awkwardly up at the tanning coed.

   "Uh, problem solved!" he said.  He hurried inside the building.  Maggie
rolled back onto her towel and closed her eyes.

   Andrew crouched in the bushes twenty feet away, keeping the viewfinder
of his camera focused on the sunbather's body.  He placed his thumb onto
the record button and pressed it.

   "Any minute now.  You better get into position," he said.

   Chris casually walked up the sidewalk, gradually nearing the balcony
where the tanning girl lay.  She rolled onto her belly, and untied her
bikini top, letting the strap hang over the edge of the balcony.

   "Perfect," Andrew whispered to himself.  Maggie's bikini top was ripe
for the taking.

   Chris glanced up at the windows above.  Seeing no one, he slowed his
pace.  The balcony was only a few feet ahead.

   "Come on, Matt," Andrew urged.  Bugs were starting bite his legs.  He
smacked a mosquito on his knee while keeping his focus on the camera
screen.

   Matt opened a window on the third floor, and produced an air horn in his
right hand.  He gave the handle a firm squeeze, and a shrill squeak rang
out.

   Maggie leaped up in shock at the sudden noise.  Chris had timed his pace
perfectly, because Maggie's top was hanging in grabbing distance.  He
snatched the top with his left hand and yanked it through the balcony bars,
yelling out, "I got it!"

   "Hey!" the topless bather shouted.  She watched Chris sprint down the
sidewalk, right past the bushes where Andrew hid crouched while getting a
full view of Maggie's exposed breasts on his camera screen.  Realizing she
had been sharked, Maggie frantically covered her nipples with her arm and
hurried back inside her dorm room.

   Andrew pressed the stop button on his camera and ran after Chris.

   "Got it!" he said.  "Call Joe.  Let him know 'M' is done!"

   * * * * *

   "Sit," Vicky said.

   Like a dog, Rob obeyed.  He took a seat at Vicky's desk chair.  She sat
down onto her bed and faced him.

   "Vic, I swear.  I had nothing to do with those sharking guys.  Honest."

   She looked at him as if he were a defendant in courtroom.

   "It's not cool what they're doing," Vicky said.  "I mean, Janine was
HUMILIATED back there!  What if someone did that to me?  How would you
feel?"

   "Horrible.  I mean, pissed," Rob assured her.  "But, what can I do?  I'm
not involved with those guys."

   Vicky stared contemplatively out the window.

   "I want you to leave that frat."

   Rob's mouth dropped open.

   "Leave Alpha Tau Zeta?  Those are my boys!"

   "Oh, they're your boys now?  You just said you weren't involved with
them!"

   "I meant I wasn't involved in Sharking Day.  But that frat, that's my
family Vic.  Don't make me choose!"

   "That's exactly what I'm making you do.  And you have two minutes to
decide."

   "Two minutes?  Why two minutes?" he asked.

   "You'll see," she said with a wink.

   With that, she disappeared into the bathroom.  As soon as the door
closed, Rob took out his phone.  He punched out a quick message to Ken:
"dropped camera in trash can @ pool.  GET IT NOW."

   Realizing Vicky might likely check his phone, he deleted the message
from his sent folder.

   He wondered what specifically Vicky intended to do when his two minutes
were up, but his throat tightened at the thought of leaving his brothers at
ATZ.  He'd have to make her understand.  He'd have to.

   The bathroom door opened, and Vicky emerged.  She was wearing a red silk
thong, and nothing else.  She placed her hand on her hip and flipped her
hair.

   "Well baby, what do you think?" she asked.

   He stared at her, wide-eyed.

   "You.  Look.  Amazing."

   "Thank you.  I thought I'd treat you to a little afternoon sexy time."

   "Hell, yes!" Rob cheered.  Ten minutes ago he'd been dreading what Vicky
had in store for him when she asked him to come to her dorm room.  Now this
might end up being the highlight of his day.  A day that included
videotaping partially naked college girls, no less.

   "But first, I'm going to need to hear your answer," she said.  "What's
it going to be?"

   "I'll leave Alpha Tau Zeta," he said without hesitation, and without
taking his eyes away from her naked breasts.

   "Smart man," she said.  With that, she dropped to her knees, unzipped
his pants, and took his penis into her mouth.

   * * * * *

   Kerry hung up her phone.

   "Mandy's on her way," she said.

   Laura was still blushing.  She could feel the stares of her fellow
classmates in the cafeteria, all of them who had just seen her bare ass and
pussy.

   "I don't see a cameraman anywhere," Sheryl said.  "Are you sure he was
here?"

   "They ALWAYS film it.  That's the whole point.  Keep looking," Pamela
said.

   The fours girls scanned the room, but all they saw were the wide-eyed
stares of students either frightened for, or amused by, the
recently-sharked Laura.

   Pamela grabbed Kerry's arm.  Kerry flinched, but looked to see what
Pamela had found.

   "Look," she said, pointing to the security camera up on the wall.

   Kerry looked at Pamela.  "You don't think..."

   "The security center.  Let's go.  Now!"

   Together, the four girls ran from the cafeteria.  They hurried down the
hall, searching for any sign of Ken or any of the other guys from Alpha Tau
Zeta.  While none of the four of them had ever been in the security center
before, they at least knew where it was.  It was a quick sprint down the
hall, up a short flight of steps, and the door was there.  The girls
hurried inside.

   Ken was slipping a disc into a jewel case when they entered.

   "Oh, shit," he said, caught with his hand in the proverbial cookie jar.

   "Shit is right," Kerry agreed.  She, Laura, Pamela and Sheryl stood to
block his path to the door.

   Ken dropped the jewel case into an open backpack and ran to the rear of
the security center with the bag in his hands.  The four girls advanced
towards him, determine to wrestle the disc from Ken's grasp before he could
deliver it to his brothers back at the frat house.

   Ken found himself cornered, literally, but a light switch was in his
reach.  As he switched it off, the room went dark, and Ken took advantage
of the momentary confusion to weave his way between the advancing coeds.

   "I got him!" Sheryl said, grabbing a sleeve.

   "No, that's me!" Laura said, yanking her arms free of Sheryl's grasp.

   "I got him!" Kerry corrected, and she was almost right.  She'd gotten
both hands on Ken's backpack, but he was almost at the door and the girls
were no longer in his path.

   "Give me it!" Kerry demanded, as Laura switched the lights back on. 
Pamela and Sheryl grabbed the backpack as well, only for Ken to reach
inside, grab the disc, and run for the exit, letting them have the bag.

   The backpack hit the floor, and the girls gave chase as Ken fled down
the hallway.  Laura tripped over the discarded bag, causing Ken's phone to
topple out.  The girls ignored the bag as they frantically pursued the
fleeing frat boy.

   He reached the exit long before they did.  By the time they arrived at
the double doors leading from the Student Center, Ken had vanished with the
disc in his possession.

   "Damn it!  How does a guy who spends every night chugging from a keg run
so fast?" Pamela asked, leaning against the wall, panting.

   "He's not in heels," Kerry noted, tapping Pamela's fashionable footwear
with the side of her own shoe.  Pamela had known it was a bad idea to wear
heels today, but being a 5'1" bookworm, heels were the only way to not
appear as a socially challenged computer geek, which admittedly, she was in
spades.

   "Fucking hell," Laura cursed.  It was only a matter of time before Ken
made it back to his frat house, and the security camera footage of him
pulling her jeans and panties down showed up on the Internet.

   "Hey, you guys.  Check this out." Sheryl approached them from down the
hallway holding Ken's cell phone.

   "Anything on there that might help us?" Kerry asked, moving to Sheryl's
side.

   "He got a text message two minutes ago.  From Rob.  'dropped camera in
trash can @ pool.  GET IT NOW.'"

   The girls looked at each other.

   "Did Ken see that message?" Laura asked.

   "Looks like it.  Which means he's probably on his way back to the pool
now," Sheryl said.

   "Let's move!" Kerry said, and the girls took off running.

   * * * * *

   Ken ran, quickly but stealthily, back into the pool room.  He ran to the
trash can nearest the door, and peeked inside.  No camera was there.

   "Shit," he said.  He peered around the room, looking for another trash
can, but found none in sight.  Nothing but students in swimsuits splashing
about in the water.

   He reached for his phone, but his pockets were empty.  Cursing, he
stepped out of the pool room doors and found a pay phone on the nearby
wall. He grabbed the receiver and inserted 35 cents.

   "Alpha Tau Zeta," the voice greeted.

   "Joe!  I can't find the camera.  It's not in the trash can!"

   "Woah, woah, woah, you're telling me you LOST the camera?" Joe asked.

   "Not ME!  Rob's the one who dumped it in the trash!  And he's not
answering his phone!" Ken shouted.

   "Hey, you two need to communicate better.  Keep trying him, we got a
schedule to keep."

   Ken stammered.

   "I- can't.  I'm out of change, and, I lost my phone."

   Joe broke out in hysterical laughter.

   "You lost your phone too?  Man, you need to cut back on the Mary Jane!"
Joe remarked.  "All right, you figure out your shit, I'm gonna tell
Andrew's team to move in on Natasha.  Got it?"

   "Excuse me?" a female voice said.

   Ken spun around, to see a strikingly beautiful brunette looking at him.
She stood next to a bulletin board, where she was in the process of tacking
a pink flier to the board.  She wore a low cut t-shirt with the letters
Delta Delta printed across the front, and a pair of black shorts that
showed off her long tan legs beautifully.

   "Are you looking for a camera?" she asked.

   "Uh...  yeah," Ken said, lowering the receiver.  "A video camera.  You
seen one?"

   "My friend did.  She found it in the trash can.  She's returning it to
the tech center," the girl said.  She looked at the jewel case tucked in
the back of Ken's pants curiously.

   "Oh, thank God," Ken said.  "What's your friend's name?"

   "Erin O'Neil.  She left only like, five minutes ago."

   "O'Neil," Ken said, curiously.  "Can you call her, and tell her to stay
put?  I'm coming to her."

   Ken held the receiver to his mouth again.

   "Never mind Joe, camera has been found," Ken said.  "And tell Andrew's
team to hurry up.  I may have a lead on an 'O'."

   * * * * *

   Anna and Mandy stepped into the cafeteria and looked around the room.

   "I don't see them," Mandy remarked.  She kept Anna's phone to her ear,
listening for anything she might pick up in the frat house.  So far,
nothing but muffled voices in the background.

   "Maybe they found the guy that sharked Laura?" Anna suggested.

   "Let's hope so.  Find a phone to borrow and ask Kerry where they all
went," Mandy instructed.

   "Oh-KAY," Anna responded, giving her friend the side eye.  It seemed
Mandy had become bossier lately, much to Anna's annoyance.

   She walked among the lunch tables, looking for someone friendly enough
that they might be willing to loan a phone for a moment.  She locked eyes
with someone she wasn't sure if she wanted to talk to, but having spotted
each other, there was no avoiding it now.

   "Anna," Tony said.  "How are you?"

   "Good," she said, reservedly.  She folded her arms in front of her
stomach.  "Is that a new leather jacket?"

   "Yeah, it is," he said.  "Had to get a new one cause someone still
hasn't returned my old one."

   Anna giggled.

   "Sorry."

   They looked at each other for a second.

   "Have you seen Kerry around here?" she asked, breaking the silence.

   "Yeah, she and her friends took off in a hurry.  One of them, Laura, I
think her name was, just got sharked by one of those frat guys.  Poor girl
was so embarrassed."

   "That's awful," Anna said.  "Mandy and I are trying to help them find
the guys doing this and stop them."

   "Well, good luck," Tony said.  "Those Alpha Tau Zeta guys have gotten
sneaky.  I've been warning all my female friends to watch their asses
today."

   "Good," Anna said, forcing a smile while wondering just how many female
friends Tony had.

   "Um, do you have a phone I could borrow?" she asked.

   "Sure," he said.  He reached into his jacket pocket and handed her his
cell phone.  She flipped it open and she froze.  The background photo
showed him at a party with his arm around Mandy.

   "When was this picture taken?" Anna asked.

   Now it was Tony who went cold.

   "A...  few weeks ago.  At my birthday party.  After we broke up, of
course."

   Anna turned and marched towards Mandy, still listening to the receiver
of Anna's phone.

   "MANDY!" Anna snapped.

   Mandy held up her index finger.  Anna scowled at her friend's dismissive
gesture.

   "I can hear someone talking!" Mandy whispered.

   "Did you go to Tony's birthday party?" Anna asked, making no change to
the volume of her voice.

   Mandy shook her head and kept listening into the phone.

   "You didn't go?" Anna asked.

   "No!  I told you.  Listen, I just heard Joe say he's going to have
Andrew's team move in on Natasha.  We have to find who that is and warn
her!"

   Anna held up Tony's phone and showed her the background photo.  Mandy
stopped, and her face went white.

   "Okay.  Yes, I went," Mandy admitted.  "Look, I didn't tell you because
I knew you'd be mad."

   "Damn right I'm mad!" Anna said.

   "All right look, can we stay focused?  We need to stop Natasha from
getting sharked.  I promise I'll talk about this with you later," Mandy
said.

   Anna scowled.  She angrily punched Kerry's number into Tony's phone.

   "Kerry, it's Anna.  Where are you guys?" she asked.

   * * * * *

   Kerry, Laura, Pamela, and Sheryl burst through the doors into the pool
room and immediately ran to the trash can.  They peeked inside and found
nothing.

   "It's not here!  Damn it!" Kerry said.

   "Ken must have gotten here already," Sheryl said.  She looked around the
room, fuming.

   "Why do you think he dropped his camera in the trash?" Laura asked.

   "Who knows?" Kerry said.  Her phone rang.  She didn't recognize the
number, but answered.

   "Hello?" She turned to her friends.  "It's Anna."

   Kerry listened to Anna explain what Mandy had overheard.  As she did,
the gorgeous brunette girl walked by.  Sheryl stopped her.

   "Hey, Yasmine, did a frat guy come in here recently?" Sheryl asked.

   "Yeah," Yasmine said.  "Short guy?  Dorky glasses and a CD case in his
pants?"

   "That's him!" Laura said.

   "He was looking for a video camera.  Erin found it and took it back to
the tech center.  I called her and told her to wait for him because it was
his."

   "You told her to give it to him?" Sheryl exclaimed.  "Yasmine, he's one
of the guys that's been sharking girls today!  He's going to film them with
that camera!"

   Yasmine's face dropped.

   "That was HIM?  Oh shit, I'll call Erin back right now." She took out
her phone.  "I'll have to step outside to get a signal."

   "Guys!" Kerry exclaimed.  "Mandy just heard them say they're moving in
on someone named Natasha next.  Anyone know a Natasha?" Kerry asked.

   "Natasha Kaplin?" Yasmine asked.  "She's said she was going to the
fitness center.  She might be there now."

   "Okay, Anna, can you hear me?" Kerry said into the phone.  "Can you and
Mandy run to the fitness center right now?  Andrew and his team might be
sharking someone there soon."

   Kerry shut her phone.  "We need to go the tech center right now. 
Yasmine, please try to get a hold of Erin and tell her not to let Ken have
that camera!"

   "You got it!" Yasmine said, and ran for the exit.

   "The rest of us, let's get to the tech center now!"

   * * * * *

   Erin O'Neil climbed the steps towards the tech center, with the video
camera in her hands.  She felt a few reservations about handing the camera
over to someone who'd left it in a trash can, but was glad to get it back
to its rightful owner regardless.  Having worked at the tech center for two
semesters, she knew how expensive it was to repair and replace equipment.

   "Erin!" Ken shouted.  She turned around to see him running towards her.
She had on the same pink t-shirt and black shorts as her fellow sorority
sister, Yasmine.  Ken glanced at Erin's ample cleavage peeking out from her
tight t-shirt briefly before meeting her gaze.

   "That's me," she said.  "You looking for this?"

   "Yeah," he said, taking the camera from her.  "My friend Rob, real
dumbass.  Thought that would be a good place to keep it from being stolen.
I won't let him have it again."

   "Good.  You're lucky isn't isn't broken," Erin said.  "But your battery
is almost dead.  They gave you the spare, right?"

   "Yeah," Ken said, inspecting the camera.  "Hey look, I lost my phone. 
Any chance I can borrow yours?"

   "Sure," Erin said.

   * * * * *

   Andrew had his camera hidden inside a gym bag, resting on the bench
beside him.  He had the lens focused on Natasha.  She was on a treadmill
four feet in front of him, dressed in a black tank top and tight leggings.
He could just faintly make out a pink thong showing through her pants,
nicely framing her round firm ass.

   He looked to Chris, who was using the chest press machine, and Matt, who
sat at a bench hoisting two dumbbells.  Both had their eyes on Natasha,
waiting for the right moment to strike.

   Andrew's phone rang.  He answered.

   "Hey, it's Ken!" the voice on the line said.  "What's the 411 on your
current project?"

   "We are in position, and awaiting an optimal moment," Andrew said.

   "Any chance you guys can hurry?  I am here with the lovely Erin O'Neil
and I won't have long."

   Ken heard a beep from Erin's call waiting.  He ignored it and smiled at
her.

   "Understood, but this isn't something that can be rushed.  I'm sure you
understand," Andrew said.

   "I understand, all right," Ken said, nervously.  "But time is a-wasting.
Please keep me apprised the moment your task is done."

   "Will do," Andrew said.  "By the way, any chance you have a spare
battery?  Ours is running low."

   Ken paused.

   "Negative," he said.  "Mine is also nearly drained.  But I believe there
is a fresh one in the charger back at the house."

   "Good to know.  We'll fight you for it, then," Andrew chuckled.

   He watched as Natasha shut off the treadmill, and sat down at a nearby
leg press machine.  She took an iPod out of her pocket and tapped through
the menu.  Andrew nodded to Chris.

   Chris shook his head.  Andrew tapped his wrist.  Chris looked at Natasha
and shook his head again.  He pointed his index fingers to his hips, and
mouthed the words "pants." Andrew tapped his wrist again.

   Chris did a few more reps on the chest press machine, not taking his
eyes off Natasha, who was still flipping through her iPod.

   "Hey, Andrew!" Ken called through the phone's speaker.  "Any progress?
I'm running out of time!"

   Ken could see Kerry and her friends approaching from the distance,
waving their arms to get Erin's attention.  They ran past a statue of the
University's founder and hurried along the sidewalk towards the tech
center.

   "Can I have my phone back?" Erin asked.  "I really need to get going."

   "Just a second longer, I promise," Ken said.  He watched warily as the
quartet of girls in the distance came closer.  To his luck, Erin hadn't
heard them shouting yet.

   Andrew tapped on his wrist a third time, rapidly, and finally, Chris got
up from the chest press machine and walked over to Natasha.

   "Excuse me?" he said.  "Do you mind if I use this machine?"

   Natasha said nothing.

   "Excuse me?" Chris repeated, louder.

   Natasha looked up at him.  She pulled one of her earbuds from her ear
and he repeated his request.

   "Oh!  I'm sorry!  Yeah, I'm just trying to find the right song.  Go
ahead."

   She got up from the machine and moved aside so Chris could sit down-
putting the machine right between her and Andrew's camera.  Chris was about
to reach for Natasha's pants, but Andrew swiped his hand horizontally.

   Chris shrugged and took a seat at the leg press machine.  Andrew slid
the gym bag two feet to his left to get a clear view of Natasha again.  She
slipped her iPod into her cleavage and walked over to the weight bench
where she began a series of squats.  Andrew framed the camera on her.

   "Andrew!  Should I abort?" Ken asked, more urgently than before.

   "No!  Do not abort, repeat, do not abort, our mission completion is
imminent!" Andrew said.

   Andrew nodded to Matt, who dropped both of his dumbbells and hurried
over to Natasha- just as Anna and Mandy entered the fitness center.

   "NATASHA LOOK OUT!" Mandy shouted, but the music blasting from Natasha's
earbuds drowned out the warning.

   Matt grabbed the waistband of the exercising girl's leggings and yanked
them down just as she began her squat.  She screamed, and Matt pulled down
her pink thong as well.  Andrew stood up, and made sure his camera got a
clear view of Natasha's bare ass just seconds before his camera battery
went dead.  He picked up his phone.

   "Mission complete, you are good to go!  I repeat you are good to go!" he
said into the phone.

   Ken breathed a sigh of relief.  He pressed the record button on his
camera and turned the lens towards Erin's chest.  With his other hand, he
shut Erin's phone.  He extended his arm to hand the phone to her, while
resting the side of his foot upon the edge of the top step.

   "All good, here's your phone," he said, and as he held the phone in
front of her face, he let his foot slip over the top step, making him
momentarily lose his balance.  He dropped the phone to the ground and
grabbed the top of Erin t-shirt, pulling it down as he fell from the top
step, keeping the camera trained on her chest as he did.

   "Whoops!" he shouted.  As luck would have it, Erin was not wearing a
bra, and both of her breasts popped into view as he yanked the shirt down.

   "Oh God, I'm sorry!" he said, letting go of her top.

   "Oh my God!" she shouted, covering her breasts with her hands, and
watching her phone hit the ground and tumble down the concrete steps.

   "Erin!" Kerry shouted, and she and her friends rushed towards her.

   "Got to go.  Thanks," Ken said, and took off, camera in hand.

   "What the FUCK?" Erin shouted, watching Ken race away.

   "Erin!" Kerry repeated, slowing down as she reached her side.

   "Damn, we're too late!" Laura muttered.

   Erin pulled her t-shirt back up to cover her breasts, and picked up her
cracked phone.

   "What an ASSHOLE!" she cursed, examining her phone.

   "We tried to warn you.  We got here as fast as we could," Kerry said
consolingly.

   "Warn me?  What do you mean?" Erin asked.

   Kerry brought Erin up to speed about Sharking Day.

   "Oh my God, that's TODAY?" Erin exclaimed.

   "You've heard of it?" Laura asked.

   Erin nodded..  "My sister told me about it.  They always got her for 'O'
all four years she went here."

   Kerry's phone rang.  She checked the call ID and saw it was a number she
didn't recognize.  She answered.  She listened to the caller, and turned to
her friends.

   "Anna and Mandy want to meet up," Kerry said.  "I think it's time we had
a meeting."

   * * * * *

   They met in the cafeteria, where their lunches were still sitting,
untouched.  Pamela glanced up at the security cameras and hesitated to
approach their table.

   "I think I'm gonna sit this one out, guys," she said.  "They just got
O'Neil, that means they're on 'P' now."

   "I think that's a good idea.  I'll walk her back to the house," Laura
said.

   "No problem.  Be careful, guys," Kerry said.  She watched the two of
them walk off and eyed the nearby guys carefully.

   Kerry, Sheryl, and Erin took a seat at their table while they waited for
Anna and Mandy to gather their lunches from the front counter.

   "So did anything happen between you and Tony at this party?" Anna asked,
sliding up next to Mandy in the lunch line.

   Mandy groaned.

   "Are you still on about that?  God Anna, let it go already!"

   "Well sorry, I thought were were friends, who valued honesty.  I guess
some things don't matter as much as I thought."

   Anna angrily scooped a spoonful of noodles onto her lunch tray.

   "Nothing happened, Anna!  I'm sorry I went to his party.  Can we stay
focused?  We've got to help stop any more girls from being sharked!"

   "Everything okay?" Kerry asked, as Anna and Mandy arrived at their
table.

   "Anna's upset I went to Tony's birthday party ," Mandy said, and sat by
Kerry's side.

   "No I'm not, I'm mad she lied to me about it," Anna corrected.

   Kerry shrugged.

   "I'm sorry, Anna, you were really down at the time and we were worried
you'd get more upset we didn't all cut ties with Tony," Kerry said.

   "You went TOO?" Anna asked, her anger growing.

   "Can we stay FOCUSED?" Mandy asked.  "I've still got my phone on the
line.  I've been picking up tidbits of conversations back at the frat
house."

   Mandy set Anna's phone on the table and set it to speaker.  The five
girls listened in to the voices on the other end of the line.

   "Did you feed Baxter?" a voice asked.

   Sheryl looked up at the other girls.  "Who's Baxter?" she asked.

   "I don't know," Kerry said.  "I know they don't have a dog or a cat."

   The girls continued listening.  It was hard to hear, but sounded like
the boys were discussing Rob- and not in a flattering way.

   "...dropped his camera in a trash can so his girlfriend wouldn't catch
him with it.  Not exactly alpha male material," a voice said.

   The girls laughed.

   "So THAT'S why the camera was in there!" Erin said.

   As the boys' conversation continued, the girls distinctly heard the
words, "where's the charger?"

   "It's right here, boys!" Mandy smirked, holding up the battery charger
she swiped from the house.  Kerry and Sheryl smirked.

   "Hey Kerry, isn't that your boyfriend?" Anna asked, pointing at the
cafeteria entrance.

   Kerry turned around, only to see Kurt had indeed entered the cafeteria.
He spotted her, and she waved to him.

   "Better turn off the speaker.  He's in that frat!" Sheryl said.  Anna
pressed the speaker button on her phone.

   "Hey babe, how's it going?" Kurt asked.  He kissed her forehead.

   "Your brothers have been busy.  Erin just got sharked," Kerry said.

   Kurt turned to Erin.

   "I'm really sorry about that.  My brothers aren't the most mature
bunch," he said.

   Erin rolled her eyes.

   "I don't need an apology, just make those idiots stop," she said.

   "I'll see what I can do," Kurt said.  "In the meantime, just so you
ladies are aware, Delta Delta is hosting their biannual bikini contest this
evening at the Delta Delta sorority house, and yours truly will be one of
the judges!  Any of you fine young ladies interested in entering?"

   He handed them five pink fliers, showing a clip art image of a girl in a
bikini with the date and time of the contest on it.

   "Really not a good time, Kurt," Sheryl said, not touching the flier he
set in front of her.

   Kurt backed away.

   "Okay, understandable, but, it's an open invitation.  Hope you'll attend
just to watch, if you want." He walked away.

   Sheryl rolled her eyes.

   "Seriously?  What idiot would enter a bikini contest today, of all
days?"

   "This idiot here," Erin said, pointing to herself.  "I'm in Delta Delta.
I already signed up."

   "Oh.  Sorry," Sheryl said.

   "Turn the speaker back on," Mandy said.  "Maybe we'll hear if the guys
are planning anything."

   Anna pressed the speaker button on her phone.

   "It was there this morning," a muffled voice said.

   "Well, that's a problem, guys.  No charging means no sharking," another
voice said.

   "I think that was Ken," Sheryl said.

   "Shh!" Mandy said.  She leaned closer to the phone.

   "There's gonna be more sharking, guys.  Let's keep looking.  It's around
here somewhere."

   The girls looked at each other.  It sounded like Joe's voice.

   After a long pause, Anna spoke, "Well, it doesn't sound like they're
planning anything."

   "Yeah, only because they don't have the charger we took!" Sheryl chided.

   "I think we should still listen," Kerry said.  "Maybe they have a Plan
B."

   "I don't think we should be spying on these guys," Anna said, folding
her arms.  The other girls looked at her.

   "Why?" Mandy demanded.  "After what they're doing to us?"

   "It doesn't give us the right," Anna said.

   Mandy cocked her head.

   "Look, just because you have the hots for Joe doesn't mean he's not a
douchebag who takes girls' clothes off!" Mandy said.

   "I do NOT have the hots for Joe!" Anna snapped.  She grabbed her phone
and shut it, ending the call.  The other girls looked at her, aghast.

   "Anna!" Kerry snapped.  "Those guys have sharked fifteen girls today,
including you, and they probably aren't done yet!

   "I don't care!  You're not using me to get to them any more!" Anna
dropped her phone into her purse.

   "You just took away our best chance of stopping them, Anna," Mandy
fumed. "You're a real selfish b-"

   "A real selfish WHAT?" Anna demanded.

   "Is this about us going to that stupid party?" Kerry asked.  "Get over
it already!"

   "I guess I am over it." Anna stood up, and grabbed one of the pink
fliers and stuffed it into her purse.  As she did, her phone rang.  She
looked at the Call ID.

   "It's Mandy's phone," she said.

   Mandy looked at her in realization.  She grabbed the phone from Anna's
hands and answered it.

   "Hello," she greeted.

   "Hello, Mandy," Joe said.  "I believe I have something here that belongs
to you."

   * * * * *

   Andrew, Chris, and Matt arrived at the Alpha Tau Zeta house shortly
after Ken.  They immediately handed the tapes in their cameras to Joe, and
Ken handed over the jewel case containing the security footage of Laura's
pantsing as well.

   "Thank you, gentlemen, I'll get this footage up to Lewis for editing,"
Joe said.

   "Did you feed Baxter?" Chris asked.

   "Lewis did.  He's full now," Joe said, reading the smudged labels on
each of the miniDV tapes.

   "Lewis fed him?  It's Rob's turn!  Where the hell is he?" Ken asked.

   "Still out getting his pin-dick sucked, I assume," Matt chuckled.

   "Woah, don't let Rob hear you say that!" Ken said.  "Remember New Years?
He punched Dan Barnes out cold for making a tiny dick joke!"

   "Rob's welcome to try that on me," Matt said, smirking.

   "We're talking about a guy who dropped his camera in a trash can so his
girlfriend wouldn't catch him with it," Joe said.  "Not exactly alpha male
material."

   Matt made a whip crack sound.  Chris laughed.

   "Our battery's dead.  Need another," Andrew said, taking the dead
battery out of his camera.

   "There's one in the charger," Joe said.

   "Where?" Andrew asked.

   "Yeah, where's the charger?  I'm not seeing it anywhere," Ken hollered
from the living room.

   "Plugged into the wall by the mailboxes, where it's always been," Joe
said, annoyed.

   Andrew and Ken rummaged around, and returned to the kitchen.

   "Yeah, it's not here," Andrew said.

   Joe checked for himself.  Sure enough, the battery charger, and battery
that was in it, was gone.

   "Well, shit," Joe said.  "I could have sworn..."

   Lewis stepped down the stairs, biting an apple.

   "Hey guys, how's the sharking biz?"

   "Lew, you seen the battery charger?" Joe asked.

   Lewis shrugged.  "It was there this morning."

   Ken flipped the dead battery from his camera in his hand and caught it.

   "Well, that's a problem, guys.  No charging means no sharking," he said.

   "There's gonna be more sharking, guys," Joe assured them.  "Let's keep
looking.  It's around here somewhere."

   Joe handed the tapes to Lewis, who examined them closely.

   "Anything juicy on here?" he asked with a grin.

   "You can whack off later.  For now, help us find that charger, or we'll
have to change our name to Alpha Tau Omicron," Ken said.

   Lewis laughed, and paused, as he tried to comprehend Ken's joke.

   "Quiet.  You guys hear something?" Andrew asked.

   The boys went silent, and listened.  They could hear talking coming from
the kitchen.  Quietly, they tiptoed there.

   "Yeah, only because they don't have the charger we took!" a female voice
said.

   "I think we should still listen.  Maybe they have a Plan B."

   Andrew stepped into the kitchen and looked around.  The kitchen was
empty, but female voices were coming from somewhere.

   "I don't think we should be spying on these guys," a voice said.

   "Why?  After what they're doing to us?" another asked.

   Andrew peeked behind the microwave and pulled out Mandy's phone.  He
pressed the mute button.

   "They've been spying on us," Andrew said.

   "And they turned the mute off their phone," Joe said, taking the phone
from Andrew.  "Let's have a listen to them, now."

   "Look, just because you have the hots for Joe doesn't mean he's not a
douchebag who takes girls' clothes off!" the voice continued.

   Chris grinned, and shot Joe a thumbs up.  "Nice, bro!" he chuckled.

   "I do NOT have the hots for Joe!" Anna's voice replied.

   Chris shrugged.  "Ah well."

   The phone clicked, and the call ended.  Joe looked at his fellow frat
brothers despondently.

   "My bad, guys," Joe said.  "I let those girls into the house earlier. 
They must have planted this phone."

   "And stole the charger," Ken said.

   Joe stared out the window and bit his lip.

   "So what are you gonna do about it?" Matt asked.

   "What we're gonna do," Joe said, dialing the number back.  "Is make a
deal with them."

   He listed to the line trill, until someone answered.

   "Hello?" Mandy greeted.

   "Hello, Mandy," Joe said.  "I believe I have something here that belongs
to you."

   "Did I leave my phone at your place?  How silly of me," she said.

   "Yes, you did," Joe said.  "Say, why don't you stop by?  And bring that
battery charger you took from us."

   * * * * *

   Anna had taken off in a huff, so the remaining girls discussed what they
would do.

   "There's no way we're giving them back the charger.  No way," Mandy
said.

   "What if we could get the footage back?" Erin asked.

   "We couldn't trust them," Kerry said.  "We know they've already uploaded
some of the footage they took this morning.  We can't give them back their
means to get even more."

   "I'm going to ask for it anyway," Sheryl said.  "I'm walking right into
that house and asking those pricks what the fuck is wrong with them, and
I'm going to make them give it to me."

   Kerry gritted her teeth.  "Are you SURE that's a good idea, Sheryl? 
They might be targeting you really soon."

   "I'm not scared of them.  I've got on extra tight jeans, my shirt's
tucked in, and I've got a mean left hook."

   "Just be careful," Erin urged.  "I hope you know what Joe is capable
of."

   "Capable?  What is he, a ninja?" Mandy asked.

   "Basically," Erin said.  "The other frat guys idolize him.  He's a
legend over there.  He sharked two fully-clothed girls in three seconds
when my sister went here."

   "You think she might be exaggerating a little?" Sheryl asked.

   "Swear to God," Erin said.  "She watched him do it.  He can unclasp a
bra through a shirt one handed.  He can pull a shirt above a girls head,
bra included, one handed.  He can pull a pair of jeans down, and panties,
in less than a second.  And he's ambidextrous, so he can do this to two
girls at once.  My sister watched him strip two girls totally naked and he
was gone before they turned around.  Do not underestimate him."

   Erin stared Sheryl in the eye forebodingly.  Sheryl stared back.  She
burst out laughing.

   "He can BITE me!" Sheryl said, laughing.  She punched the air in front
of Erin's face.  Mandy looked on, impressed.

   "I think we should check on Anna," Kerry said.  Erin agreed.

   "You two can figure out what's up her butt, I want Sheryl with me when I
confront Joe," Mandy said.

   Mandy wasn't inclined to sympathize with Anna much.  Despite being best
friends for years, Mandy had grown tired of Anna's flighty personality. 
Only a year earlier, Anna had been a staunch vegan, after she'd dated a
PETA member.  The day after meeting Tony, and admiring his leather jacket,
Anna was sporting leather of her own, including boots, a miniskirt, and a
collar.  That phase lasted until shortly after their breakup.

   Mandy only needed to witness a few of Anna's passing phases before she
found it easy to justify attending a birthday party of a guy she'd
considered a friend, even if Anna would feel betrayed if she found out. 
She decided to let Kerry deal with Anna today.  She gave Kerry the battery
charger.

   "Keep this safe, okay?"

   Kerry took the charger, and she and Erin headed back to the Omega Kappa
Beta house, while Mandy and Sheryl headed to Alpha Tau Zeta.

   "You didn't let Erin rattle you, did you?" Mandy asked.

   "Nah," Sheryl said.  "I've beaten up plenty of guys.  I got three big
brothers."

   Mandy laughed.

   "I'm sure you'll be fine.  They're not on 'S' anyway."

   They walked up the steps towards the frat house.

   "Well, it's not my first name I'm worried about," Sheryl said.

   Mandy looked at her.

   "My last name is Qualley."

   Mandy stopped.

   "Well, they're on 'P'.  And they've got no camera batteries, so you're
probably safe," Mandy said.  "But just to be sure, why don't you check on
Pam?"

   Sheryl looked up at the Greek letters on the house in front of her.

   "That's a good idea," she said.  She called Pamela's number on her
phone.

   "Hey Pam, how are you?  Can you tell me where you are?" Sheryl asked.

   Pamela confirmed she was in her bedroom, behind a locked door, back at
the Omega Kappa Beta house.

   "She's safe.  Let's go," Sheryl said.

   The two girls marched up the steps of the frat house, knocked on the
door three times, and readied themselves.

   Joe answered.

   "Mandy!  Sheryl!" he greeted.  "Just you two?  No one else?  Pamela,
perhaps?" he winked.

   "Pam is someplace safe," Mandy said.

   "I'm so glad to hear that.  Come on in, ladies."

   Joe opened the front door and Mandy and Sheryl stepped inside.

   "Can I offer you something to drink?  We have ice cold beer around the
clock."

   "We're fine," Sheryl said.  She examined the inside of the house. 
Andrew, Ken, and Chris were seated in the living room, watching TV and
eating pork rinds from a jumbo-sized bag.

   Joe took a seat in the easy chair, and Mandy and Sheryl took a seat on
the couch across from him.

   "So," Joe said.  "Let's talk business.  I have something here that
belongs to you." He held up Mandy's cell phone.  "I understand you have a
phone that belongs to one of my brothers."

   Ken turned around and waved to Sheryl.

   "Hi, Ken.  Laura and Erin say hello," Sheryl said, coldly.

   He grinned nervously.

   "All right, so we all want to get what's ours, so I say, we trade back?"
Joe proposed.  "Can we handle this like adults?"

   "Sure," Mandy said.

   "Good," Joe said, and placed Mandy's phone on the coffee table in front
of him.  Sheryl placed Ken's phone on the same table in front of her.  They
simultaneously slid the phones across the wooden surface.

   Ken picked up his phone and Mandy picked up hers.

   "See?  We can make a deal," Joe said.  "So, let's discuss the other
things we both want."

   * * * * *

   Lewis could hear the negotiating between Joe and the girls downstairs,
but his attention was on the petite blond on his computer screen.  Her name
was Kit Pisces, and Lewis was overjoyed when he'd learned that this naughty
girl he'd met on an erotic website attended his school.

   "So, Lewis, what are you up to today?" Kit asked flirtatiously.  She
rested her chin on her open palm and stared into her webcam longingly.

   "Uh, just a little editing project for school," Lewis said.  He took a
clip of Chris snatching Maggie Garner's bikini top and dropped it into the
timeline immediately following the clip of Ken pulling Laura's pants down.
He looked back at his second monitor to make sure Kit was still there.

   "Oh cool, are you a film student?" Kit asked.

   "Yeah, I am," Lewis said.  "I love making little videos."

   "That's cool.  You got your own editing suite there?" she asked.

   "Yeah, my fraternity provided this equipment.  Super top-of-the-line
stuff."

   He scrolled though footage of Natasha running along a treadmill,
searching for the moment in which she loses her pants.

   "How about you?  It looks like you're in the computer lab," he asked.

   "Yeah, I had to check out one of the computers here.  My laptop's on the
fritz!"

   "Well, that's too bad," Lewis said, scanning through Andrew's fitness
center footage.  "Are you gonna be in the lab much longer?"

   Kit shrugged.  "Probably another fifteen minutes.  Had enough schoolwork
for a day!"

   Lewis grinned.  "Good.  That should be plenty of time."

   "Plenty of time for what?" Kit asked.

   "Nothing, just, to do what has to be done, you know," Lewis said.  He
paused the footage on his screen when he saw Matt sneak up on Natasha.

   "I know what you mean," Kit said.  "I'd love to watch one of your videos
sometime."

   "I'm sure you will soon," Lewis said, chuckling.

   "I will?  When can I see it?"

   Lewis paused.

   "As soon as it's......  ready."

   Kit didn't hear Matt entering the computer lab.  She wasn't even aware
he was in the room until he sneaked up behind her and pulled her top down,
exposing both of her breasts to her webcam, before he ran off.

   "Oh my God!  Did you see that?" she asked.

   "I sure did," Lewis said.  "And I caught every second."

   He pressed the stop button on his screen recorder.  He picked up his
cell phone and texted Joe a message: "P is for Pisces."

   * * * * *

   Mandy and Sheryl stared at Joe, shooting daggers at him with their eyes.
He stared back at them calmly, studying the young ladies for weaknesses.

   "Here's what I want," Mandy said.  "All footage.  Everything you've shot
of the girls you've sharked today.  I want your camera tapes, recording
discs, and any copies you've made, handed over."

   Joe smiled at her condescendingly.

   "In return, I will give you your battery charger," Mandy said. 
"Tomorrow morning."

   Joe chuckled.

   "I need that charger today.  Like, ASAP." he said.

   Mandy shook her head.

   "Not gonna happen."

   Joe took to his feet.

   "Then I'm afraid we're at an impasse."

   "An impasse?  Why can't you just find a new hobby!" Sheryl asked.  "Is
humiliating girls the only thing you can do with your sad life?"

   "Hey, fraternity traditions are sacred, I don't make the rules!  Though,
I got to be honest, I do love the reactions you ladies give off."

   "Yeah, you love our reactions, you're so immatu-" Sheryl stopped
mid-sentence and screamed.  A brown bearded dragon crawling along the couch
behind her head was licking her face.

   Joe burst out laughing.

   "Yes, you got to love reactions.  Sheryl, meet Baxter, our frat mascot."

   "Get him off of me!" Sheryl cried, as the lizard pawed though her hair
and wrapped its tail around her head.  Even Mandy chuckled as she admired
the creature, before helping pull it off her friend's head.

   "My apologies, Sheryl!  Baxter loves to hug people's heads!" Joe said.
"Ken, would you please put Baxter back in his tank?"

   Ken got up from his chair and took the lizard from Sheryl and Mandy.  He
carried it out of the living room just as Joe's phone chimed.  He looked at
it, and read his text message from Lewis.  On the TV, a clip from Sesame
Street was playing.  Young children were singing the Alphabet song.

   Joe smiled.

   "Have you ever had quiche?  I've heard it's very good," he said.  Andrew
looked at him and smirked.

   Sheryl and Mandy looked at each other.  Joe's random question sounded
suspiciously like a coded signal.

   "A-B-C-D-E-F-G!" the children on the TV screen sang.

   "You're pathetic, Joe," Sheryl said.

   "Excuse me?" Joe asked.

   "You're pathetic," Sheryl repeated.  "You think you're some kind of
tough guy who takes girls' clothes off, but you can't admit when you've
been beaten by one.  It's sad.  You're sad."

   "H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P!" the singing continued.

   "Well, I am very sorry you feel that way, Miss Qualley.  But unless
there is something else you want here, I think it's best you ladies leave."

   "Q-R-S...T-U-V..."

   Sheryl and Mandy stood up.

   "We will leave," Sheryl said, and turned to the doorway.  She stopped,
and turned back to face Joe.

   "W-X...  Y and Z..."

   "If you have any decency in you, you'll destroy that footage you took,
and never touch another girl as long as you live."

   "And why would I do that?" he asked.  He took a a step towards her.

   "Now I know my ABCs!" the TV continued.

   Mandy tugged on Sheryl's arm as she saw that Joe was coming closer to
her.  Sheryl kept her focus on Joe.

   "Because it's sad, it's pathetic, and it's..."

   "...next time won't you sing with me?"

   Joe looked above Sheryl's head.  Confused, she glanced behind her.  Joe
took advantage of her distraction and unclasped her bra through the back of
her shirt.  She spun around to throw a fist at him, only for her swing to
be interrupted by him pulling her shirt up over her head, immobilizing her
arms.  By the time her shirt was off, her bra was also missing and Joe was
kneeling behind her, where he yanked her jeans down to her ankles- panties
and all.

   Sheryl was left naked, watching as Joe tossed her shirt and bra onto the
couch beside him.

   "...and it's a time-honored tradition!" he said with a grin.  Erin's
warning had proven true.  He'd stripped Sheryl naked in less than three
seconds.

   Mandy looked on horrified as she saw Sheryl's face flush red, while Ken
appeared in the kitchen doorway holding his video camera; plugged into a
wall outlet.

   "And Q is for Qualley," Ken said.  He zoomed in on Sheryl's mortified
face, before panning down to show her breasts and pussy.

   * * * * *

   Mandy was fuming when she walked through the doors of the Omega Kappa
Beta house.

   "Are you okay?  Where's Sheryl?" Kerry asked.

   "She went home," Mandy said.  "She's pissed.  They got her.  Joe sharked
her."

   Kerry's face sank.

   "Oh, God.  How?"

   "Wall socket.  They still don't have a battery charger though."

   "Wall outlet, why didn't I think of that?" Kerry collapsed onto the
couch.  She hit the mute on the TV so she could think.

   "Did you find Anna?" Mandy asked.  She spotted the battery charger on
the end table and picked it up, making a mental note to lock it away safely
in her bedroom.

   Kerry shook her head.

   Mandy sighed.  "There's too much going on to worry about her right now."

   She saw a stack of pink fliers on the end table next to the couch,
advertising Delta Delta's bikini contest.

   "Where'd these come from?" Mandy asked.

   Kerry looked at the stack of fliers.

   "I don't know.  They were there when I got here."

   "One of the Alpha Tau Zeta guys stopped by earlier.  Trying to get girls
to enter," Laura said.  "Get this.  He asked if Becky or Trisha wanted to
enter."

   "Becky or Trisha?" Mandy asked, trying to ascertain the significance.

   "As in, Rebecca Jones and Trisha Rice," Kerry said, realization hitting
her.

   "They're trying to get girls with 'R' names to enter the contest," Mandy
said.  "That's where they're going to strike next!"

   "Trisha and Becky know what's going on.  They already said they wouldn't
enter," Laura said.

   Pamela descended the stairs carrying her laptop.

   "Hey guys, is it safe to come out?" she asked.

   "You're clear for now, Pam," Kerry said.  "They just did 'Q'."

   "Oh thank God," Pamela said.  "Listen, I've been doing some recon work.
Take a look at this Facebook page."

   She showed her laptop screen to Kerry and Mandy.  The profile showed a
pretty Chinese girl playing a violin.

   "Xiao-Mei Wong?" Kerry muttered, quizzically.

   "She is the only girl on this entire campus with a first or last name
starting with 'X'." Pamela said.  "And get this: she's Ken's ex
girlfriend."

   "Oh, shit..." Kerry said.

   "I already messaged her, but it looks like it's still unread," Pamela
said.

   "Somebody has to know who this girl is and warn her that she is
definitely on Alpha Tau Zeta's list," Kerry said.

   "How about we send a mass text out?" Pamela suggested.  "Tell everyone
we know until we find someone who knows her?"

   "That's a great idea," Mandy said.  She began typing out a message on
her phone.

   "How do you pronounce that?  Ex ow Mei?" Laura asked.

   "No, it's Xiao-Mei," Pamela corrected.  "It rhymes with 'how may' but
with a "sh" sound at the beginning."

   "Gotcha," Laura said.

   As the girls looked over Pamela's laptop, deciding how to word the mass
email they intended to send, they almost didn't notice the commercial that
appeared on the muted TV screen.  It was set to the university's student
channel, and currently depicted a girl in a bikini walking across a stage.

   "Hey, can someone unmute that?" Kerry asked.

   Mandy pressed the mute button on the remote.

   "Tonight at 6, live from Delta Delta, it's the bi-annual bikini contest!
Spots are still open, so sign up now, ladies!  Now is your chance to become
this semester's Miss Bikini!"

   Donna Pierson walked through the front door and glanced at the TV
screen.

   "Hey, that bikini contest is going on tonight.  Any of you girls
entering?" Donna asked.

   "Shouldn't girls be steering clear of that today?" Laura asked.

   "Maybe.  Are those stupid frat guys still at it?" Donna asked.

   "They're on 'R' now," Mandy said.

   "'R'?  That's not good.  Rachel Sutton just told me she's signing up,"
Donna said.

   The girls looked at each other.

   "That's really bad news," Kerry said.  "The student channel is
broadcasting the bikini contest live.  The Alpha Tau Zetas won't even need
their cameras."

   "We need to go to Delta Delta now," Mandy said, checking her watch. 
"That contest is in two hours.  We have to warn Rachel and all the other
girls there what Alpha Tau Zeta is planning."

   * * * * *

   "OH GOD!  OH GOD!  OH GOD!  I'M GONNA CUM!"

   Vicky yelled loudly as Rob pumped his cock in and out of her pussy.  She
grabbed her bedposts with both hands and squeezed them hard as her body
erupted into orgasm.  She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and
squeezed, until Rob ejaculated inside her.

   Panting, Rob withdrew, and rolled over onto his side.

   "That- felt amazing," Vicky said, laughing.

   "Yeah," he said in agreement.  He rested his hand onto her left breast
and lightly rubbed it.

   "You want to go again?" she asked, hopefully.

   "I'm gonna need a few minutes," he said.

   She giggled.  "Don't keep me waiting too long."

   She hopped off the bed and walked naked to the bathroom.  Another text
message chimed on Rob's phone.  He grabbed it.

   He had fifteen unread messages.  He read the most recent one.  It was
from Joe.

   "V is for Vicky" it read.

   Rob typed out a reply: "NO."

   He put on his clothes and his phone chimed again.  He read it.

   "Girlfriends are not exempt.  She has been Chosen."

   Rob deleted all the texts in his phone that pertained to Sharking Day.
As he did, there was a knock at Vicky's door.  He walked over and opened
it.

   "Hey, where the fuck you been?" Matt asked.

   "Getting my dick wet," Rob said.  "What the fuck do you want?"

   Matt held up a pink flier.

   "Bikini contest.  Two hours.  Joe wants Vicky to be there."

   "She's not gonna be there," Rob said.

   "Not for you to decide, my man.  Hope you didn't forget the code."

   "I didn't forget.  Just pick someone else."

   "No can do.  Vicky has been Chosen." He stuffed the pink flier into
Rob's shirt pocket.  "See that she gets this."

   Matt walked away.  Rob shut the door just as Vicky emerged from the
bathroom.

   "Who was that?" she asked.

   "Nobody," Rob said.  Vicky grabbed the flier from Rob's pocket.

   "What's this?" she asked, reading the flier.  "Ooh, a bikini contest!"

   "You don't want to get involved in that," Rob said.

   "Why?  Are your frat boys planning something?" she asked.

   "No," he said quickly.  Too quickly.

   "Then what's the problem?" she opened up her closet and looked at the
clothing items she had inside.  "I love bikinis.  Help me pick out one to
wear.  Oh wait, it says 'bikinis provided'."

   Rob put his arms around Vicky's bare shoulders.

   "Babe, I'd really rather not see all those guys leering and hollering at
you." He kissed the side of her head.

   She looked at him.

   "Well, then you have a jealously problem that you need to get over,
because I'm entering that bikini contest, and you're going to be there to
cheer me on."

   * * * * *

   The Delta Delta house was on the east side of campus, making for a long
walk.  Being as Pamela was the only one in the group to have a car, she
offered to drive.

   They regretted their decision to drive as soon as they arrived.  The
street in front of the house was packed with cars, making it difficult to
drive through and impossible to find an available spot to park.

   Pamela found a spot a full block away, and the girls walked the rest of
the way to the house.  They were greeted by a line of students extending
from the front door all the way out to the street.  The narrow driveway was
packed so full of cars and drunk and high students loitering between them;
there was no way to get around them.

   Kerry, Laura, Pamela, and Mandy stared hopelessly at what was
essentially a fortified castle, impossible to enter.

   "Maybe we should have gotten here earlier," Laura said.

   "I know another way we can get in," Mandy said.  "Follow me."

   The other girls followed Mandy as she weaved her way through the crowd
that filled the front yard of the sorority house.  They stepped around a
mud puddle near the front porch and crept into the side yard.  There was
only a two foot gap between the house and the chain link fence that divided
the lot from the neighboring yard, but there was just enough room for the
girls to sneak through if they walked single file.  They arrived in the
back yard, where they found a brick walkway lined with tiki torches leading
from a gazebo to the back patio, which sported an impressive hot tub.

   "They have a Jacuzzi?" Laura said in surprise.

   "I know.  Lucky bitches," Mandy said.  She tried the rear door. 
Predictably, it was locked.  Mandy knocked loudly.

   A bikini-clad Delta Delta girl answered.

   "Hi!" she said.  "Are you girls here to enter the contest?"

   Mandy shook her head.

   "No, we just need to talk to some of the contestants."

   "I'm really sorry," the girl said.  "Attendance has really exceeded our
expectations this year.  We're not admitting anyone else inside except new
contestants.  You'll have to wait in the line out front."

   She shut the door.  The girls looked at each other.

   "Well, there goes that plan," Pamela said.

   "There's got to be a way to just send a quick message to Rachel and the
others," Laura said.

   Kerry shook her head.

   "No, I want to get IN there so we can see if any Alpha Tau Zetas got in
and stop them!"

   "That line out front isn't moving," Pamela muttered.  "Maybe Erin can
keep watch for us."

   "Can't reach her," Kerry said.  "Her phone is busted, thanks to Ken."

   Kerry stared out into the neighboring yard, thinking.

   "Well," Mandy suggested.  "Maybe we could enter the contest ourselves?"

   The girls looked at her.

   "I don't want to wear a bikini on stage.  On TV!" Laura said.

   "I'll do it," Mandy said.  "I'll get in that dressing room, warn the
other girls, and I'll keep watch on the audience from the stage."

   "You shouldn't go in there by yourself," Kerry said.

   "I know..." Mandy said, looking at Kerry intently.

   Kerry blushed.  "All right, one of us should go in there, too.  Any
volunteers?"

   Pamela shook her head.  Laura shook her head again.  They all looked at
Kerry.

   She paused.

   "Fine," Kerry said.  "Mandy and I will enter.  You two can wait outside
and text us if you see anything we should know about.

   "Thank you, Kerry," Mandy said.  She turned around, took a deep breath,
and knocked on the door again.

   * * * * *

   Kerry had never set foot in the Delta Delta house before, but she'd
heard many stories about the raucous sex parties that had been held there
over the past fifty years.  Delta Delta girls were known for three things:
being gorgeous, being hard partiers, and having insatiable sex drives.

   Boys all over campus considered an invitation to a Delta Delta party to
be the holy grail of social status.  Being inside these walls usually meant
he had a very high chance of being invited to a bedroom where a girl or two
(and sometimes three) would offer to drop her panties and drain his balls
in the most pleasurable way he could imagine.

   Kerry needed only to look around at the uninhibited women walking around
in skimpy bikinis, sharing open mouth kisses with guys and girls alike, and
the assortment of sex toys openly displayed in the kitchen to know that
these girls would very likely live up to their reputations.  Kerry
approached one of the busty beauties and meekly asked how to sign up for
the bikini contest.  The babe slid an application in front of her and
handed her and Mandy novelty penis-shaped pens.

   They examined the sign-up sheet closely as they added their names and
information.  There appeared to be only one girl in the contest with a
first or last name starting with 'R', and Kerry and Mandy both knew who she
was.  While they filled out their applications, Yasmine spotted them and
sauntered over with a smile.

   "Kerry!  Mandy!  You're signing up?"

   "Sure are," Kerry said, forcing a smile.

   "That is AWESOME!  We have got some hotties in here this semester!"

   "Are you in the contest?" Mandy asked, admiring Yasmine's floral bikini
and sash outfit.

   "Emceeing, actually!  My first time, too.  I swear I'm probably more
nervous than you two are!"

   "I doubt it," Kerry said.

   Yasmine laughed.

   "Listen," Kerry said closely.  "We're pretty sure the Alpha Tau Zetas
are going to strike here sometime soon.  Have you seen any here tonight?"

   "Besides Kurt?  No one," Yasmine said.  "I'll let the girls at the front
doors know.  They won't let any of those guys in for sure."

   "Thanks," Kerry said.  "If you see any, I suggest you kick them out!"

   "We sure will," Yasmine said.  "Anyway, when you're done filing out your
applications, you'll want to head up the east stairwell.  It's closed off
to the public and you'll find your way to the dressing room where you can
pick out your bikinis."

   Kerry thanked her, and she and Mandy made their way up the creaking
wooden stairway.  The dressing room was filled with over a dozen girls in
various states of dress.  They scanned the room until they spotted Rachel
Sutton.  The busty brunette was nude and sliding her legs into the bottoms
of a pink bikini when Kerry and Mandy approached her.

   "Hi, Rachel," Kerry said.

   "Hi Kerry!" Rachel said, pulled the bottoms up around her hips.  "I
can't believe you're here!  Never took you for the bikini contest type."

   "Yeah, that's the thing Rachel, I'm not.  I'm here to warn you."

   "Warn me?  About what?" Rachel asked.

   Kerry looked around the room.

   "The Alpha Tau Zeta guys are still at it," she said.  "They've been
sharking girls all day long, one for each letter of the alphabet.  They're
on 'R' now and we think they're going to shark someone in this contest
tonight!"

   "Thanks for the heads up," Rachel said.  She pulled her hair back into a
ponytail with one hand and reached for a hair tie with the other.

   "Rachel, you don't understand," Mandy said.  "We've tried everything we
could to stop these guys and they're a step ahead of us at every turn.  You
should really consider leaving.  You're the only girl here with an 'R'
name!"



   Rachel laughed.

   "Wow, girls, I'm flattered.  I didn't realize you felt so threatened by
me.  Sorry, you're not getting me out of the contest that easily."

   A few other girls listening nearby laughed.

   "Rachel, please, this isn't a ploy.  I don't even care about this
contest!" Kerry said.

   "That sounded very convincing.  But not Oscar-worthy, I'm afraid.  Now
if you'll excuse me." Rachel tied a bikini top around her large breasts and
admired herself in the nearby full-length mirror.

   Kerry and Mandy looked at each other dejectedly.

   "I guess we better get dressed now," Kerry said.

   They went to the rack to pick out a bikini to wear.  While there were a
wide variety of colors to choose, the bikinis seemed to all come in only
one style.  The tops were triangle shaped cups held together with string
that tied in the back, and the bottoms were g-strings that tied on each
side.  There was just enough material to keep the nipples and vulvas
covered.  Aside from that, the suits were essentially just string.

   Kerry picked out one in red, and Mandy picked one in blue.  Kerry
glanced around the room at the numerous laughing semi-naked girls flaunting
their large breasts and bending over to flex their thick asses, and felt
her confidence plummet.

   "Crap.  Mandy, I don't know if I can do this," Kerry said quietly.

   Mandy gave Kerry's shoulders a reassuring squeeze.

   "Hey, don't worry about these fake girls," she said.  "You've got
natural beauty.  The audience will appreciate that."

   Kerry hoped she was right.  Apprehensively, she stripped off all of her
clothing while trying to project the same level of confidence the other
girls in the dressing room were displaying with ease.  When her clothes
were folded, Kerry slipped into the tiny swimsuit.

   "It's so flimsy," Kerry noted as examined herself in the mirror.  She
lightly tugged on the string hanging from her hip and the entire bottom
piece fell apart, exposing her vulva.

   "Here, let me get that for you," Mandy said, and re-tied Kerry's bottom
piece extra tight.

   When the girls were both dressed, they checked each other out, front and
back.  Kerry had never in her life worn an outfit as skimpy as this, in
public or private.  The thought of walking downstairs was starting to fill
her with dread.

   "Looking good!" Mandy swooned.

   Kerry blushed.

   "Thanks!" Her expression dropped when she saw who just walked into the
dressing room.  Mandy turned around to see Anna step inside.  The bitter
blonde ignored her two fellow sisters and went straight to the bikini rack.
Kerry and Mandy approached her.

   "Hey.  We've been looking for you," Mandy said.

   "You found me," Anna said, facetiously.

   "We just want to make sure you're okay," Kerry said.

   "Why wouldn't I be?" Anna flipped through the assortment of bikinis
without making eye contact with either of them.

   "And we want to say that we're sorry," Mandy added.

   "So you decided to enter a bikini contest to tell me that?" Anna asked.

   Kerry and Mandy looked at her, dumbfounded.  Anna turned to look at
them.

   "Why are you two here?  You hate things like this," Anna said.

   "We're here to warn the girls here about the sharking boys," Kerry said.
"That's it."

   "But you're...  still competing?  For the hell of it?" Anna asked.  She
grabbed a white bikini, looked at it for half a second, and tossed it aside
flippantly.

   "Is there a problem, Anna?" Mandy asked.

   "Yeah.  I actually want to win this thing.  And here you are, with your
Loubilaque lip gloss, and your Dior mascara, not that you care if you win
or not!"

   "How about you just take it easy?" Mandy snapped.  "We're here to
protect these girls!"

   "Then go protect the girls, then!" Anna snarled.  She grabbed a yellow
bikini from the rack.  "Can you get out of my way now?"

   Kerry and Mandy stepped aside so Anna could get changed.  They exchanged
glances, until Erin O'Neil tapped Kerry on the shoulder.

   "Tony is in the audience," Erin whispered, eyeing Anna as she said it.

   "Is she still hung up on that guy?" Mandy asked.  "I thought she'd moved
on to Joe."

   "He saw your name on the sign-up sheet and said, and I quote, 'Mandy
Gaunt's here?  That chick was the best fuck of my life!'" Erin said.

   "He said that, really?" Mandy said, skeptical but flattered.  Kerry shot
her look that said to back it up a notch.

   "Anna heard him," Erin said.

   Mandy and Kerry looked at each other.

   "Fuck," Mandy said, her face sinking.

   She hadn't wanted Anna to ever find out.  Tony was depressed about being
newly single on his birthday, and Mandy thought he deserved a girl who
treated him better than Anna did.  After leaving his party with Kerry and
Laura, Mandy secretly went back later that night, dressed in a sexy
schoolgirl costume.

   Black heels, pigtails, dress shirt tied above the midriff, and a red and
black checkered skirt- short enough to show off her white lace panties when
she bent over- was her outfit of choice to seduce the birthday boy.  Mandy
walked straight up to him and ran her tongue up the back of his ear, and
before she could say another word, he led her straight to his bedroom where
she treated him to a full night of naughty front and back door play.  It
was a one-night stand that they'd never mentioned since, but Mandy still
felt they both deserved it.

   "Damn it Tony, why couldn't you keep your big mouth shut?" Mandy
whispered aloud.

   "I'm gonna go see if I can spot any Alpha Tau Zetas in the crowd," Kerry
said, sighing.

   Mandy sulked and walked away, while Kerry braced herself and headed to
the stairway.  As it happened, she did spot an Alpha Tau Zeta.  Her
boyfriend Kurt was on the stairway landing.  A Delta Delta girl was
whispering into his ear.

   "Sorry, I have a girlfriend," he said to her.

   "You sure?  Even if my friend joins us?" she asked.

   Kurt shook his head.

   She walked away sadly.  Kerry smiled.  She hadn't doubted him for a
moment, but it made her heart glow to see it happen all the same.

   Kurt glanced up the stairway and caught sight of Kerry's beautiful
bikini-clad body and his eyes went wide.  She blushed, but eagerly stepped
down the stairway to give her faithful boyfriend a much-deserved treat for
his eyes.

   "Hey sweetie!" Kerry said.  "So, yeah, I decided to enter the contest."

   "You...  look...  PHENOMINAL!" he said, unable to take his eyes off her.

   "Thanks.  I hope you'll give me a good score!"

   She walked up to him and he immediately put his hands on her body.

   "Yeah, that's the thing.  Yasmine just told me I can't be a judge now."

   "Oh, sorry about that," Kerry said, wrapping her arms around his
shoulders.

   "No problem.  It's worth it seeing you in the contest." He ran his palms
across her ass and cupped her smooth round cheeks in his hands.

   "You really are the best!" Kerry said, giggling.

   He kissed her softy on the lips.

   "Can you choose who takes your place as a judge?" she asked.

   "Yeah, probably.  They're looking for someone now."

   "Hold that thought."

   Kerry scampered upstairs to grab her cell and made a quick
over-the-phone meeting with Mandy and Kurt, with Laura and Pamela on
speaker.  Wanting to get another pair of eyes inside the house, she had
Kurt arrange for Pamela to take his place as a judge.  Laura would still
keep watch from outside, and phone Pamela if she spotted any suspicious
characters.  Pamela would signal Kerry or Mandy with hand signals if she
spotted any trouble.

   With their plan in place, Kurt let Pamela through the back door and
guided her to the judges' table, while Kerry and Mandy went back upstairs
to get ready.

   There appeared to be a roughly even mix of the sexes at the judges'
table.  Four girls and three guys sat at a long table at the base of the
west stairwell, where a wooden stage had been constructed.  Pamela made
small talk with the other judges, and asked if they had seen any Alpha Tau
Zetas besides Kurt.  None had.

   Pamela felt her phone vibrate, and when she checked it, she found a text
message from Laura.  "JOE IS HERE."

   Pamela froze, and searched the entire room for a trace of him.  Her
phone vibrated again.  Laura texted, "he at front door.  They won't let him
in."

   Pamela forwarded the information to Kerry and Mandy, on the off-chance
that the two contestants were still near their phones.  Neither replied.

   She waited twenty minutes before texting Laura, "where is he now?"

   "lost him in the crowd", Laura replied.

   Fearing the worst, Pamela turned around in her chair, and studied every
face in the room.

   The living room of the Delta Delta house was packed wall-to-wall with
students, some seated in chairs, and others standing in the aisles.  Two
stationary TV cameras from the student channel were in the back of the
room; their operators adjusting their equipment.  Against the south wall, a
DJ sat at a laptop, selecting music to play.

   Her eyes darting from face-to-face, Pamela finally spied one she deemed
an enemy: Rob.  He stood at the north wall, watching from the sidelines. 
Pamela shot a text message to Kerry and Mandy, "Rob is in audience".

   * * * * *

   Kerry had her phone tucked into the waistband of her bikini bottoms, and
felt Pamela's message arrive with a buzz to her hip.  She opened her phone
and read it.

   "Rob is in the audience," she said to Mandy.  "Pam has eyes on him now."

   "Perfect." Mandy muttered sarcastically as she checked her lip gloss in
the mirror.

   "That's because I asked him to be here," Vicky said.

   Kerry and Mandy turned to the mirror next to them, where they could see
Vicky in her green bikini, touching up her mascara.

   "Vicky, someone in this contest is going to get sharked tonight, and it
could be your fault," Mandy said.

   Vicky sneered at Mandy.

   "I told you this morning.  Rob has nothing to do with this Sharking Day.
Leave him alone."

   "If that's true, why did he dump his camera in the trash can right when
you walked in the pool room?" Kerry asked.

   "Bullshit," Vicky said.

   "Ask Erin.  She's the one who found it in there."

   Vicky turned around to see Erin standing naked in front of the bikini
rack, sorting through the suits.  She turned around to face Vicky.

   "Honest to God.  I verified it with the tech center.  It was the camera
he checked out," Erin said.

   A hint of recollection crossed Vicky's face, but turned back to a scowl.

   "I'm sure there was a reason..."

   "Vicky, they've sharked 'A' through 'Q' so far today.  'R' is next, and
some Alpha Tau Zetas actually asked if Rebecca Jones or Trisha Rice were
entering the bikini contest.  We know they're targeting someone here
tonight!" Kerry said.

   "You have to believe us, Vicky.  You know something isn't right," Mandy
said.

   Vicky's eyes narrowed.

   "I'll ask him," she said.

   Without so much as wrapping a sash around her waist, Vicky walked out of
the dressing room and down the stairway.  A few hoots and hollers erupted
when she entered the main living room, but Vicky ignored them.  She scanned
the room for Rob, and as soon as she made eye contact, she pointed to him
and beckoned him over to her.

   Rob weaved his way through the crowd and followed his bikini-clad
girlfriend to the kitchen.

   "What is it?" he asked.

   "Look me in the eye and tell me you have nothing to do with this
Sharking Day," she said.

   Rob looked Vicky in the eye.

   "Babe..  I swear..."

   She held up one finger, cutting him off.

   "The girls upstairs are saying your frat is going to shark someone here
tonight.  Is that true?"

   "I- wouldn't know!" he said.

   She tilted her head and glared at him.

   "You DID tell them you quit, right?" she asked.  "That you're out of the
frat for good?"

   "Yes!  Babe, I love you," Rob said.  "The last thing I want is to do
anything to break your trust."

   Vicky's face softened.

   "I can't afford to do anything stupid like that," Rob continued. 
"You're too important."

   Vicky let out a breath.

   "Oh baby, I'm so sorry," she said.  "I never should have believed those
stupid girls over you."

   She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.

   "Tonight, let's go out.  We can go to Mizarro's," she said.  "And when
we get back to my dorm, I'll fuck your brains out all over again."

   "It's a date," Rob said.

   "Okay.  Wish me luck."

   He kissed his palm and smacked her ass as she walked back upstairs.  As
she disappeared up the stairwell, Rob felt a hand land on his shoulder.

   "Hey, Robby!" Joe said, standing inconspicuously behind him.

   Rob turned around, shocked to see Joe wearing a hoodie, baseball cap,
and sunglasses.

   "How'd you get in here?" Rob asked.

   "Been wondering where you've been all day.  Did you forget the code?"

   "No," Rob said.

   "Good.  Cause we have work to do," Joe said.

   Rob tensed up.

   "Do NOT touch Vicky!" he said.

   Joe grinned.

   "I'm not gonna touch Vicky.  But we're behind on our list and we've got
to catch up," Joe said.  "Can we count on you still?"

   Rob said nothing.

   "What's the code, Rob?" Joe asked.

   Rob paused.

   "Rob.  The code?" Joe reiterated.

   "Bros Before Hoes," Rob said.

   "That's my boy!" Joe said, patting his brother on the back.  "All right,
here's what you're gonna do.  When you hear them call Rachel Sutton's name,
you're gonna point this camcorder right at her."

   Joe handed Rob the same camera he'd left in the trash can that morning.

   "Just point and shoot, like you always do.  But not until they call her
name.  Don't even turn it on before then.  Understood?"

   Rob nodded.

   "Good man," Joe said.  "We'll see you back at the house."

   Joe crept away, disappearing into the crowd.  Rob held the camera in his
hands, and realized he had a decision to make.

   * * * * *

   "All right ladies, the contest starts in ten minutes!" Yasmine said,
hurrying down the second floor hallway with a clipboard under her arm.  The
contestants stood in a line, each dressed in a bikini and nervous and
excited for the contest to begin.

   "Is Rob still downstairs?" Mandy whispered, getting in line next to
Kerry.

   "Yes.  Vicky insisted they let him stay," Kerry said.

   "Asshole.  He better not try anything," Mandy said.

   Yasmine looked at her clipboard.

   "I'm going to do a quick roll call and then give you your instructions,"
she said.  "Is everyone ready?"

   The girls muttered a yes.

   "Abigail Stanton!" Yasmine called.

   "Here!" a girl shouted.

   "Erin O'Neil!"

   "Here!" Erin said, loudly.

   "Nicole Urbauer!"

   "Here!" Nicole said.

   Kerry peeked down the long lineup of bikini-clad contestants.  She
didn't know Nicole Urbauer was here.  Nicole was an Omega Kappa Beta. 
Other than her, Kerry, Anna, and Mandy, the rest of the contestants were
either Delta Deltas or non-Greek.

   "Samira Patel!"

   No one answered.

   "Samira Patel!" Yasmine repeated.

   "I am here!  Coming down in just a minute!" a voice from the third floor
shouted.  The girls looked to the west stairwell and saw Samira dressed in
a red bikini with a 6-foot-long boa constrictor wrapped around her body.

   "What the hell is that?" Yasmine shouted.

   "This is Devansh, my accessory!  My brother brought him here for me to
wear today!" Samira said.  She looked to the snake's face and smiled.

   "You can't wear that in the contest!  Put it back where it came from!"
Yasmine bellowed.

   "Are you serious?" Samira asked.  The snake flicked its tongue at
Yasmine.

   "Yes, I'm serious!  No reptiles in my show!"

   Samira pouted and carried the snake back upstairs to her room.  Yasmine
shook her face with disgust and picked up her clipboard again.

   "Not a fan of snakes?" Kerry whispered to Erin.

   "Yasmine can't stand scaly things!" Erin whispered.  "Her boyfriend hid
a toad in her bed last semester, and she wouldn't sleep in that room for a
week!"

   Kerry chuckled.

   "Tiffany Cornell!" Yasmine called.

   "Here!" a giddy blonde next to Kerry shouted.

   "Kerry Zimmerman!"

   "Here," Kerry said.

   Yasmine looked Kerry up and down, and noticed the cell phone tucked into
her bikini bottoms.

   "You can't have your phone in your swimsuit.  You'll need to put that
with your clothes," Yasmine said.

   "Oh, I will in a minute.  I'm just waiting on an important call," Kerry
said.

   Yasmine finished taking roll call and then moved to the front of the
line.

   "All right, if this is your first time competing, here's how it works."
Yasmine said.  "When I call your name, you'll come down the stairway and
pose for the audience.  You can shake your tits, wiggle your ass, whatever
you want to drive them crazy!"

   Kerry leaned towards Mandy.

   "Shake your tits and wiggle your ass...  how empowering," she muttered
sarcastically.

   "I know, right?" Tiffany replied, non-ironically.

   "You're a double D girl, aren't you?" Kerry asked dryly.

   "Delta Delta!  Woooooo!" Tiffany shot her arms in the air and jumped,
making her large breasts bounce.

   Yasmine continued.  "You will get TEN seconds to pose, then you will
stand aside so the next girl can come down.  There are spots on the stage
marked for you to stand.  Is everyone clear?"

   The girls cheered and hollered.

   "Very good.  We are on in five.  Good luck to you all!" Yasmine hurried
down the stairway, leaving the contestants waiting for their cue.

   * * * * *

   Laura sat on the grass across the street from the Delta Delta house,
watching the crowd through a pair of binoculars.  The lineup of students
had now grown, and extended down the sidewalk for a third of the block. 
Laura sighed, annoyed by the fact that the students must have known they
would not be able to get inside the house, and yet they still remained,
blocking her view of any possible unwelcome frat boys.

   It had been over an hour since she'd spotted Joe.  As far as she could
tell, he either got inside the house or left without her noticing.  Either
way, it didn't appear any additional people were being admitted into the
house, so Laura saw little need to keep watch.  Still, she preferred being
where she was than on stage in a two-piece.

   Laura checked her watch.  Three minutes to six.  The contest would begin
soon.

   The music picked up, loud enough that Laura could feel the bass through
the ground where she sat.  Students inside and outside the house erupted in
excitement.  Now it became even harder to make out who was in the crowd
with the dozens of guys in the yard clamoring to get a peek through the
windows.  She peered through the binoculars, and while she didn't spot any
Alpha Tau Zetas, she did spot someone familiar.

   A short Chinese girl carrying a violin case walked down the sidewalk. 
She awkwardly stepped around the crowd so she could get past the house and
continue on her way.  Laura looked at her closely through her lenses.  She
was certain it was her.  Xiao-Mei Wong.  The only known possible target for
letter 'X'.

   Laura jumped to her feet and hurried after the music student.

   "Xiao-Mei!" Laura shouted!  "Xiao-Mei!"

   Xiao-Mei disappeared into the crowd, forcing Laura to weave her way
through after her.  She shouted her name loudly, but heard nothing but
chatter from other students.  She caught a glimpse of the top of Xiao-Mei's
head peeking through the crowd in front of her, and she now had a
considerable lead on Laura.

   Laura raced after her, bumping into several students as she did, until
she finally reached the end of the line to get into the house- and found
herself at an intersection.  Laura stopped, watching cars whiz past her on
two sides, preventing her from crossing the street.

   She could see Xiao-Mei far up ahead, past the busy street, preparing to
enter the parking lot of one of the nearby buildings.  Impossible to say
which one.  Laura shouted her name again, and watched Xiao-Mei disappear
into the lot.

   Laura pressed the crosswalk button and waited for her signal to go.

   * * * * *

   "Ladies and Gentlemen, are you ready?" Yasmine shouted into the
microphone.

   The audience erupted in cheers.

   "You will not be disappointed.  This has been our best turnout in years.
And let me tell you, we have got some sexy ladies upstairs!"

   The crowd cheered even louder.  Yasmine paced the stage, letting the
audience's energy fuel her own.

   "I am Yasmine Legraf, you emcee for the evening.  Broadcasting live from
Delta Delta, this is the 17th bi-annual Double D Bikini Contest!  Where
twenty-one gorgeous babes are all vying for this crown!"

   Yasmine held up a silver tiara, to which the crowd oohed.

   "So let me ask you again, are you ready?"

   The audience cheered.

   "I SAID ARE YOU READY?????"

   The audience cheered louder.

   "Then on the count of three, I want to hear you all yell, 'Delta Delta
Rocks!' Here we go: One!  Two!  Three!"

   Yasmine held the microphone out towards the audience.

   "DELTA!  DELTA!  ROCKS!" the crowd shouted; their screams reverberating
though the bass speakers and echoing down the street.

   "Then let's let the Bikiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Contest
begin!" she howled.

   Rock music shook the house.  Pamela covered her ears as she felt the
room around her erupt in chaotic excitement.  It was impossible to identify
anyone with the motion of people and flashing lights flickering against the
stage.

   When the music quieted, Yasmine began introductions.

   "Now lets meet our first bikini babe of the night!  Everyone say hello
to Leanne Borelly!"

   The crowd applauded as Leanne descended the stairs.  The babe shot a
beaming smile at the audience, and gave a friendly wave to the judges. 
Leanne stuck out her hip, turned to show her backside, and then took her
place on one of the "X"s marked with tape on the stage floor.

   "Next girl, miss Sydney McConnell!" Yasmine shouted.

   She appeared to be calling the contestants in random order.  Although it
helped make the judging more fair, it left Kerry worried about missing her
cue.  She checked her phone for any more updates from Laura or Pamela, but
neither of them had said a word.

   "Aren't you going to put that away?" Mandy asked.

   "Yeah, I will now," Kerry said.  "Still no updates from Laura."

   Mandy glanced down the lineup of girls, which extended from the top of
the stairwell throughout most of the second floor hallway.

   "I can't see Anna anywhere," Mandy said.  "Is she still here?  Erin said
she slipped away earlier."

   "Did she?" Kerry asked.

   Suspicious, Kerry stepped out of the line and tiptoed back to the
dressing room.  She spotted Anna, who stood near the rear of the line with
her arms folded.  Anna just ignored Kerry as she walked past.

   Kerry crept into the dressing room, which was now empty of people except
her, but strewn with the clothing and belongings of the contestants.  Kerry
stepped around the discarded bras and panties the other girls had left on
the floor, and placed her phone into the pocket of her jeans, which she'd
folded and hung over a chair.  Before leaving, she spied Anna's purse,
which hung on a hook near one of the mirrors.  Rechecking to make sure the
room was empty, Kerry reached into Anna's purse and removed her cell phone.

   Kerry's suspicions were correct.  Anna had received a text from Joe
nearly an hour earlier.  It read: "Im at the back door.  Can you let me
in?"

   Kerry's blood ran cold.  She read Anna's reply: "Be right there."

   Kerry dropped the phone back into the purse.  Angry, she stomped out the
dressing room and walked right up to Anna.

   "How could you?" Kerry asked, with fire in her eyes.

   Anna gave her a befuddled look.

   "You let Joe in here?"

   "No, I didn't!" Anna said.

   "You're such a liar," Kerry said.  "If anyone gets sharked here tonight
I am blaming you."

   "Mandy Gaunt!" Yasmine called, and before Kerry could say a word to
Mandy about her discovery, her brunette friend was descending the stairs
and modeling for her captive audience.

   Kerry took a place next to Erin.

   "Anna let Joe into the house.  I just read her text messages," Kerry
whispered into her ear.

   Erin whipped her head around to face Kerry.

   "What the hell is she thinking?  Does she know what Joe is doing?"

   Kerry shrugged.  "She's deluded herself.  Mandy said she's been smitten
with Joe ever since she met him this morning."

   "Lord help us," Erin said, cupping her forehead in her palm.

   Yasmine called Anna's name next, and Kerry and Erin watched pityingly as
the smiling blonde strutted down the stairs.

   "You've got to warn Rachel one more time.  Please," Erin said.

   Reluctantly, Kerry got out of line again and tapped Rachel Sutton on the
shoulder.

   "Yes," Rachel asked cheerfully, raising her chin as she looked at Kerry.

   "Joe is in the house.  He's probably going to make a move on you," Kerry
said.

   "Duly noted," Rachel said.

   Kerry paused.

   "It's not too late for you to step out.  There have to be over seventy
people downstairs, and two TV cameras.  The whole campus is watching.  I
hope nothing happens to you."

   "Forget it, Kerry," Rachel said.  "I'm on track to win this contest.  I
suggest you try something else.  Try rolling your shoulders back.  It'll
make your boobs look bigger."

   Kerry sighed.  She looked at Erin, who shrugged.

   "I'll keep an eye out for Joe.  I'll stop the show if I have to," Erin
said.

   "Kerry Zimmerman!" Yasmine called.

   Kerry gulped.  It was time.

   Putting on a smile, she stepped down the stairs.  The bright lights
blinded her as she stepped into view, and she felt floored by the applause
she received.

   "That's my girlfriend!" she heard Kurt call from within the crowd.

   Kerry searched the audience until she found him, and blew him a kiss. 
She stepped forward onto the landing, and struck a sexy, but dignified
pose.

   As her eyes adjusted to the bright light, she spotted Pamela, seated
just a few feet in front of her at the judges' table.  Pamela gave her an
encouraging nod, and applauded.  Kerry stepped aside and took a spot on the
stage next to Mandy.

   "Anna let Joe into the house," Kerry said into Mandy's ear.  The TV
cameras in the back of the room almost certainly caught the enraged
expression that appeared on Mandy's face as she heard that.

   "I've been looking for him.  I haven't spotted him," Mandy said through
gritted teeth.  "But Rob is in the back corner, our right."

   Kerry looked in the corner and spotted him.  He stood quietly and
reserved, with his eyes on the stairwell.

   "Our next girl is the lovely Rachel Sutton!" Yasmine called.

   Immediately Rob took out his camera, and aimed it at the stairwell.

   "Rob just took out his camera.  Rachel is about to get sharked!" Kerry
said.  She looked to both ends of the stage, but saw no one suspicious. 
Joe was nowhere to be seen.

   Rachel moseyed down the stairwell with a beaming smile.  She flipped her
hair and wiggled her butt, and basked in the cheers the crowd gave her. 
She strutted away and took her spot on one of the "X"s on the floor.

   Rob followed her with his camera, but stopped, and examined his camera
quizzically.  He tapped the battery.

   "His battery just went dead.  Maybe we're in luck," Mandy said.

   Kerry shook her head.

   "That doesn't make sense.  He should have known about their battery
situation..."

   Kerry watched him as he examined the camera frustratingly, and set it
aside.

   * * * * *

   The walk signal appeared, and Laura hurried across the street.  Quickly
she ran down the sidewalk, towards the building complex where Xiao-Mei had
gone.

   There were six buildings in the complex, and Laura could not see
Xiao-Mei anywhere.  She threw up her hands and sighed.

   "Where did you-" Laura stopped.  She looked at a sign reading the names
of the buildings.  Perry Hall, Cohen Hall.  But it was the last one, Gale
Hall, that caught her attention.  Gale Hall was the campus music center. 
And Xiao-Mei had her violin case with her.

   Operating on her hunch, Laura ran towards Gale Hall.

   The lobby was packed.  Students stood wall-to-wall, and Laura saw no
trace of Xiao-Mei anywhere.  As she weaved though the gathering of
students, she spotted the reason for the bottleneck.

   The big-screen TV in the lobby was set the to student channel, and on
the screen at that moment was Laura's best friend Kerry walking down a
stairway in a skimpy red string bikini.  The students in the Gale Hall
lobby cheered and hollered as she blew a kiss to someone in the audience.
Even Laura had to smile.

   "Looking good, girl," she said to herself.

   Laura pulled her attention away to return to her search.

   "Excuse me, do you know Xiao-Mei Wong?" she asked a bystander.  He shook
his head.

   "Do you know Xiao-Mei Wong?" she asked someone else.  She ran
frantically through the lobby, asking everyone she saw.

   "She's performing in the recital tonight," one young woman said.

   Laura spun around to see a sign on the wall reading "Violin Recital:
Gale Hall 7-9pm."

   Laura thanked the young woman and ran off to find the recital
auditorium. She checked her watch, and saw it read 6:16.

   The auditorium was empty, as Laura expected.  She continued down the
hallway, checking the nearby classrooms, and found her.

   The door was closed, but through the window, Laura could see Xiao-Mei
was seated and practicing with the other violin students.

   Laura backed away.  Xiao-Mei had time.  And Laura knew where she would
be for the next three hours.

   Laura returned to the lobby to watch the bikini contest broadcasting
live.  She could see Erin walking across the screen, showing off her pink
bikini and smiling.

   Laura decided not to return to the Delta Delta house yet.  It seemed she
had a better view of the situation right where she was.

   * * * * *

   "And now, our final contestant of the evening, give it up for the
beautiful Vicky Talbert!"

   As Vicky descended the stairs, Kerry looked at Rob.  He was looking only
at Vicky; smiling, applauding, and his camera was nowhere in sight.

   Vicky twirled in a circle, blew a kiss at Rob, and walked to the side.

   Kerry leaned towards Mandy.

   "Do you think Joe could be using Rob as a....decoy?" she asked.

   Mandy shrugged.

   "I still haven't seen Joe anywhere."

   "Me neither."

   "And there they are, folks, the twenty-one lovely contestants of this
semester's Miss Bikini Contest!" Yasmine shouted.  The audience applauded,
and the contestants waved and smiled.  Kerry, Mandy, and Erin kept their
eyes on the audience, searching for any sign of foul play.

   "Well judges, the time has come to cast your votes.  It's time to select
our winner!" Yasmine said.

   Pamela looked at the twenty-one beautiful college women in front of her.
It was difficult trying to rate them.  She gave Kerry, Mandy, and Erin a 10
each, Anna a 2, and the remaining girls a score between 6 and 9 at her
discretion.

   After Pamela wrote her scores down on her provided sheet, Yasmine came
around with the voting box for the judges to slip their votes inside. 
Yasmine handed the voting box to two other sorority girls, who carried the
box upstairs to count and calculate the results.

   "All right, now that the votes have been cast, let's give you all one
more look at these lovely ladies before we reveal the winner!" Yasmine
said.

   Yasmine had the contestants step forward again, five at a time, so the
audience could bask in their beauty once more.  Kerry took the time to scan
the crowd again, desperate to catch a glimpse of any nefarious frat boys.

   After each group of five had gotten their turn in the spotlight, Yasmine
instructed the contestants to walk in a circle around the stage, giving
each girl another opportunity to be front and center one final time.

   Finally, the music came to a stop, and the two sorority girls returned
down the stairwell, one carrying the voting box, the other with five
envelopes.  The first girl set the voting box down, while the second girl
handed one of the five envelopes to Yasmine.

   "Here we go!  The votes have been tallied, and it's time to reveal our
runner-ups!" Yasmine said.  She opened the first envelope.  "Our fourth
runner-up is the beautiful Nicole Urbauer!"

   The crowd cheered as Nicole stepped forward.  Laura, still watching the
screen in Gale Hall, cheered seeing the Omega Kappa Beta sister accept her
award.

   Yasmine pinned a ribbon to the left cup of Nicole's top.

   "Thank you, I love you guys!" Nicole said into the microphone, and the
grateful awardee stepped aside.  After applauding her, the emcee opened the
next envelope, and read the name inside.

   "Our third runner-up, is the ravishing Samira Patel!"

   The Delta Delta members in the audience cheered extra loudly as Samira,
now snake-free, stepped forward and accepted the ribbon her fellow sister
pinned to her top.  She leaned towards the microphone.

   "Thank you, I am very grateful," she said.  She flicked her tongue at
Yasmine and several contestants laughed.  Samira waved to the TV cameras in
the back and took her place next to Nicole.

   Yasmine opened the next envelope.

   "Our second runner-up is the gorgeous Tiffany Cornell!"

   The Delta Delta members screamed again as Tiffany skipped forward, threw
her arms in the air and hollered "Delta Delta Wooooooooo!"

   The men in the audience cheered as Tiffany's large breasts bounced while
she jumped in celebration.  Yasmine smirked and pinned Tiffany's ribbon to
her top.  Tiffany stepped aside and stood next to Samira.  Yasmine opened
the next envelope.

   "Our first runner-up is none other than the delectable Rachel Sutton!"

   Hearing Rachel's name, Kerry froze.  The cheerleaders in the audience
hollered as Rachel strutted forward, flipped her hair, and stepped up to
Yasmine, where she stuck her breasts out to accept the ribbon.

   Kerry watched desperately for any sign of trouble, but the edges of the
stage remained empty.  Rob remained where he was, his eyes on Vicky, and no
one else.

   Yasmine pinned the award on Rachel's top, and the bikini-clad
cheerleader took her place next to Tiffany.

   Yasmine picked up the final envelope, and the lights went dark.

   A drum roll began as Yasmine opened the envelope.

   "And now, the moment you've all been waiting for!  The winner of the
17th bi-annual Double D Bikini Contest is none other than the beautiful,
the sexy, the delectably gorgeous KERRY ZIMMERMAN!"

   The spotlight shined on Kerry.  She stared forward at the crowd, and at
the cameras in the back.  Her heart dropped into her stomach.

   The audience exploded in cheers.  Mandy looked at her, shocked and
elated.  She nudged her friend from her spot, and the stunned Kerry meekly
stepped across the stage, crossed in front of the four runner-ups, and
stepped up to Yasmine's side.

   The emcee placed the silver tiara on Kerry's head, and the audience
erupted in screams and applause.  Kerry stared out into the audience
dumbfounded, and almost didn't see Pamela waving her arms to get her
attention.

   Kerry looked down at Pamela, and saw the redheaded judge's eyes go wide
in fear.  She was looking behind Kerry, behind the runner-ups, at something
on stage.  Kerry spun around to see.

   Joe was on the stage.  His hood was up, his sunglasses and cap were on,
but it was unmistakably the Alpha Tau Zeta legend.

   With his right hand, he grabbed the hanging strings of Nicole and
Samira's bikini tops.  With his left hand, he grabbed Tiffany and Rachel's.
Yanking with both hands at once, he untied the tops and snatched them off.

   Without hesitation, he grabbed the side strings hanging from the hips of
the four girls bottoms, and yanked them loose.  With one quick motion, he
snatched the bikini bottoms out from between the four girls' legs.

   It had happened in 2.9 seconds.  In the time it took Kerry to turn
around, all four runner-ups had been stripped completely naked.  Kerry
looked at the four girls as the realization of what had happened hit them.
Their faces went flush and they looked down at their bodies, then up at the
audience and cameras in sheer terror.

   Joe threw his fists, still clutching the four bikinis, in the air and
yelled "ALPHA TAU ZETA FOREVER!"

   He bolted from the room like John Wilkes Booth, and was out the door
before anyone could process what had happened.

   Girls screamed.  Guys hollered.  Laura watched from Gale Hall, where the
gathering crowd gasped at the sight of eight bare breasts and four bare
pussies, exposed on live television.

   In the back of the audience, Samira's brother ran to the nearest camera
and stood in front of the lens.

   "Turn this camera off now!" he demanded.  "Do not record my sister like
this!"

   He grabbed the camera and attempted to turn it off himself.  The
operator attempted to push him away, and looked over at the B Camera
operator.

   "Todd?  A little help?" he asked desperately, while trying to wrestle
control of the camera away from the contestant's sibling.

   Todd rushed to his partner's aid, leaving Camera B unattended- and still
broadcasting.

   Staring out into the audience in horror, Nicole, Samira, Tiffany, and
Rachel covered their naked bodies with their hands and scampered back up
the stairs.

   "Oh my God, those poor girls," Laura said to herself.  She hurried to
the building exit and ran back to the Delta Delta house.

   Pamela raced up to the stage, crying.

   "Kerry!  I'm sorry!  I tried to warn you, but it happened so fast!"

   Kerry hugged her friend, and looked around her warily.

   Mandy marched across the stage to where Anna was standing and grabbed
her friend's arm.

   "YOU DID THIS!  This is YOUR fault!" Mandy shouted, and slapped Anna
hard across her face.  Anna touched her cheek and felt the burn.  She
turned and ran upstairs, and Mandy ran after her.

   Vicky jumped off the stage and made a beeline to her boyfriend, and
grabbed him by his shirt.

   "Did you know this would happen?!?" she demanded.

   "No babe, I had no idea!  I swear!" Rob said.

   "Why do you have that video camera?"

   Rob couldn't explain it.  He hadn't had it the last time Vicky had
spoken to him.

   "Joe..." he began.

   "I knew it!" Vicky said, bursting into tears.  "You didn't quit the
frat, did you?"

   "I'm- I'm GOING to, I swear!" Rob stammered.

   "You're such a liar.  You've been playing me all day!"

   "Babe!" Rob said, but Vicky pushed him away from her.  "Forget it, we're
done!"

   She ran in front of the unattended B Camera and stared into the lens.

   "Rob Guinley is a lying bastard!" Vicky screamed.

   "Vicky!  Stop!" Rob urged.

   "And he's terrible in bed because he has a small dick!" she added.

   Rob's blood boiled.

   "Vicky..." he said slowly, seething.

   Vicky turned to him.

   "You piece of shit.  How could you do this?"

   Rob clenched his jaw, and released it.

   "I'm sorry," he said.  "Bros Before Hoes."

   "WHAT?" Vicky shouted, and Rob grabbed the cups of her bikini top and
yanked them both to the sides.  Before she could react, he pulled her
bottoms down as well, leaving her standing virtually naked in front of the
still-running TV camera.

   "Oh my God!" she gasped, and frantically pulled her skimpy swimwear back
on to cover her exposed breasts and pussy.  She turned to scream at Rob
again, but he had run from the building.

   Anna ran to the dressing room, grabbed her purse and shopping bag full
of clothes, and fled the room still in her bikini.  She glanced behind her
and saw Mandy close behind.

   "Anna!" Mandy barked.  Anna ignored her and ran down the stairwell. 
"Anna!  What in the hell were you thinking?"

   Anna had made it to the front door before Mandy caught up to her and
grabbed her arm.  Anna spun around and slapped her in the face, hard.

   "You blame me for this?" Anna shouted.  "You didn't do anything to stop
it.  You just entered the contest so I wouldn't win!"

   Mandy fumed, and slapped Anna back.

   "Bitch please.  You really think everything is about you?" Mandy barked.

   "Yeah, and you're Miss Benevolent?"

   "Compared to you, I am!" Mandy yelled.  "Maybe you should date someone
who thinks of others since that's the only way you learn about anything!"

   "What the hell does that mean?" Anna asked.

   Mandy rolled her eyes.

   "You dated the PETA guy.  Suddenly you're a vegan.  You dated a
leather-wearing guy.  Suddenly you dress like a Hell's Angel.  And now Joe
promises you some dick and you've become, what, his sharking assistant? 
Who even are you?"

   Fire burned in Anna's eyes.

   "At least I didn't fuck my best friend's ex and lie to her," Anna said,
coldly.

   "I was the best he ever had," Mandy gloated.

   Bystanders cheered as the two girls gave each other death glares.  A
vein protruded from Anna's forehead, and throbbed hard enough that Mandy
thought it might pop.  Anna swung her arm at her again, only for Mandy to
grab her wrist mid-swing.  Anna yanked on Mandy's hair, making her scream.

   "Yeah, cat-fight!"a nearby student shouted.

   Mandy shoved Anna through the open doorway, where they were in view of
the large crowd of students still lined up at the house entrance hoping to
get a peek inside.  They were not disappointed.

   Anna pulled Mandy's hair harder, prompting Mandy to dig her fingernails
into Anna's arm and scratch her, hard.  Anna yelped and shoved Mandy off
the front porch.  Mandy's ankle twisted as she fell, and she grabbed onto
Anna's arm for support.

   The two sorority girls toppled onto the ground together, and Mandy let
out a loud howl as she landed.  Bystanders stepped out of the way as the
two bikini-clad girls rolled about in the dirt and through a puddle,
covering them in mud.

   "BITCH!" Mandy screamed, pulling Anna's mud-soaked hair.

   "WHORE!" Anna yelled, and slapped Mandy across the face.

   "Woah, I didn't know there'd be mud-wrestling at this thing!" one
onlooker said, impressed.

   "Yeah, slap that bitch!" another encouraged, not entirely sure which
bitch he was supporting.

   Anna and Mandy clawed at each other and pulled each other's hair,
yelling every obscenity they knew.  While thrashing their arms at each
other and rolling about, the bikinis slipped, exposing Mandy's left breast
and Anna's right.

   The guys cheered watching the girls' partially exposed breasts jiggle
while the coeds tussled about, and some took out their cameras to snap
pictures.  As Mandy rolled over to the top position, her g-string slipped
to the side, giving the spectators behind her a clear view of her anus and
labia.

   "Woah, fuck yeah!" a spectator shouted, and snapped a picture.

   Mandy was too enraged to notice or care as she furiously crawled after
Anna on all fours after until she was close enough to grab her sorority
sister's hair.  A spectator knelt to take a close-up photo of Mandy's
backside, getting a clear picture of everything Mandy had between her legs
and ass cheeks.

   Mandy yanked on Anna's hair hard, pulling it to the side, exposing her
shoulder tattoos.

   "Honor and Dependability my ass!" Mandy said, and pinched the Chinese
letter tattoos hard, twisting Anna's skin.

   Anna let out a howl, and flipped onto her back, backslapping Mandy
across the face as she did.  Mandy slapped her back.  Anna grabbed a
fistful of wet dirt, and smeared Mandy's lip gloss and eye shadow with a
hard wipe of mud across her face, getting some in her mouth.  Mandy spat
the mud out onto Anna's face, leading to Anna spitting it back.

   Anna kicked her legs wildly, and some of the bystanders noticed her
bikini bottoms had also slipped to the side.  Both lips of Anna's labia
were peeking out, and the blonde coed was spread wide as she flailed her
legs about searching for ground to help her wriggle free of Mandy's hold.

   Kerry and Pamela stepped out the front door and looked on in shock at
their two friends tussling about in the mud.

   "CUNT!" Mandy yelled, slapping Anna's face.

   "SLUT!" Anna screamed, shoving a handful of mud in Mandy's.

   "Oh my God, stop this right now!" Kerry screamed, and pulled Anna away
from her fellow sister.

   "She attacked me!" Anna screamed, pointing at Mandy.

   "You know what she did!" Mandy screamed back.

   Laura walked up the front steps and looked on in horror at the scene in
front of her.

   "Let's get you two cleaned up," Kerry said, trying to help Mandy to her
feet.

   "I can't!" Mandy said, yelping in pain and clutching her lower leg.  "I
think my ankle is sprained."

   Kerry turned back to Pamela.

   "Pam, can you get some towels?"

   Pamela hurried inside and Kerry turned back to the mud-soaked girls. 
Embarrassed, they adjusted their swimsuits to cover their exposed breasts
and vulvas, and wiped as much of the mud and spit off their faces as they
could.

   "We'll get you two cleaned up and we'll sort this out back at the
house," Kerry said.

   * * * * *

   Mandy had difficulty walking due to her ankle injury, and required some
assistance getting cleaned up and changed.  When the girls were back in
their regular clothes, they headed back to the Omega Kappa Beta house. 
Nicole Urbauer had already gotten there, and Donna Pierson was consoling
her on the couch when Kerry, Laura, and Pamela were helping Mandy inside.

   "The whole campus saw that, didn't they?" Nicole asked, crying.

   "It'll be okay, it'll be okay," Donna assured her.

   "You saw it too, didn't you?" Nicole asked, despite being terrified of
learning the answer.

   Donna didn't want to admit it, but she had seen it.  Her boyfriend Paul
was visiting, and he suggested they have sex doggy style so they could both
watch the contest on her bedroom TV while he humped her from behind.  She'd
lifted her face up from her bedspread between thrusts only to watch the
infamous moment befall the four contestants, and immediately she felt her
boyfriend ejaculate into her anus.  She asked him to leave when Nicole
arrived at the house.

   Kerry had everything she needed to make her decision.  After looking at
Nicole's crying face, and at Mandy limping over to the couch to soothe her
injured ankle, Kerry called up Audra Rosman, the house mother of Omega
Kappa Beta, to file a formal complaint against Anna.  The other girls
backed her up fully when the sorority matriarch arrived, with even Mandy
hopping into the house mother's office to make sure her side of the story
was told.

   "She knew what Joe would do, if he got inside that house?" Mrs.  Rosman
asked.

   "Hell yes, she knew," Mandy said.  Kerry touched her arm, trying to calm
her before she lost her temper again.

   "She's not even sorry," Pamela said.  "She just wanted Joe to see her in
her bikini.  She didn't even care that he's behind the Sharking Day stunt."

   Nicole described how humiliated she'd felt being sharked on stage in
front of dozens of people, and two TV cameras.  Donna reiterated the
enormous public spectacle that had been made.  All five girls present
demanded that Anna be made to answer for her betrayal.

   Mrs.  Rosman summoned Anna to the office, where the young blonde stared
blankly at her accusers.

   "Anna," Mrs.  Rosman said.  "Is it true what these girls have told me?"

   "No!  What makes you think I let Joe in?" Anna asked.

   "I read your text message, Anna!" Kerry said.

   Anna whipped her head at Kerry.

   "You read my text messages?  You bitch!"

   "Let's watch the language," Mrs.  Rosman said.  "Anna, did you know what
Joe would do if you let him in?"

   "No!" Anna pleaded.  "They all hate me for no reason!  They've been
telling lies about me all day!"

   "Bullshit!" Mandy snapped.

   "Anna knew what Joe would do," Kerry said.  "She was with us when we
listened to Joe conspire with the other boys," Kerry said.

   "We used HER phone to do it, for Christ's sake!" Mandy added.

   The girls looked at Mrs.  Rosman.

   "This doesn't look good for you, Anna," the house mother said.  "I think
we'll have to hold a hearing.  If we determine that you are indeed
responsible for what happened to Nicole and those other four girls, we may
see fit to have you expelled from Omega Kappa Beta."

   Anna's face sunk.  Nicole's face turned to rage.

   "MAY?" Nicole bellowed.  "She MAY get expelled?  If she isn't gone, then
I am!"

   "Me too!" Mandy said.

   The other girls agreed.  Anna scowled.

   "Well, I can tell when I'm not wanted," Anna said.  "No need for a
hearing.  I'm leaving tonight."

   She walked out.  Mrs.  Rosman sighed.

   "There's one every year," she said.

   The girls walked out to the living room and told Laura of Anna's
departure.  They could hear her upstairs, intentionally making as much
noise as possible picking up belongings in her bedroom and packing them up.

   Mandy rolled her eyes, while cringing every time her swollen ankle
throbbed.  She sat on the couch with her foot in a cooler between two bags
of ice.  Anna stomped down the stairs and walked up to her.

   "I want my cashmere sweater back," Anna said.

   "It's in my closet.  I'll get it for you later," Mandy said.

   "I don't want to come back later," Anna said.

   Mandy sighed and reached into her purse, grabbed her keys, and tossed
them to Anna.  Anna frowned and went upstairs.

   "So much for ten years of friendship," Mandy said.

   None of the girls knew what to say.

   "Hey, you guys, I forgot to tell you, Laura said.  "I found Xiao-Mei."

   "You did?" Kerry said in surprise.  "Where?"

   Laura told the girls about how she spotted her passing by the Delta
Delta house on her way to her recital at Gale Hall.

   "We need to warn her soon," Mandy said.  "They're on what, 'V' now?"

   "W," Kerry corrected.  "They got Vicky at the contest too."

   "If they're on 'W,' then," Laura began, and she and the other girls
looked at Pamela.  Pamela's last name was Wilson.  "Maybe Pam should hide
again."

   Pamela looked nervously at the front door and agreed.  "I think I'll go
up to my room, now."

   "Maybe you should too, Kerry?" Laura suggested.

   "Not yet.  We need to make sure Xiao-Mei is safe," Kerry said.  She
looked at the clock.  "You said this recital ends at nine?  We have time to
get there if we drive."

   "Except- Pam's the only one of us who can drive," Laura said.

   Pamela reached the fourth step on the stairway and stopped.

   "She's right," Kerry said.  "We need Pam if we're going to find Xiao-Mei
in time."

   "Maybe Pam can stay in the car?  I'll stay with her," Mandy said.  "It's
not like I can go anywhere on this foot anyway."

   "That could work," Laura said.  "Kerry and I can warn Xiao-Mei by
ourselves."

   Pamela turned back to the other three girls.

   "I'll get my keys," she said.

   * * * * *

   Anna ignored her former sisters as she dragged her rolling suitcase past
them while they helped Mandy into the passenger seat of Pamela's car.  Her
heavy backpack and gym bag stuffed with clothing slung over her shoulder
weighed her down as she walked away from the Omega Kappa Beta house for the
last time as a resident.

   She didn't have a definitive plan of where to go now, but she had a
lead. A lead she prayed would work out.  She looked at the concrete
sidewalk beneath her feet and imagined how it would feel to sleep on it.

   After ten minutes of trudging, she stopped in front of her destination:
the Alpha Tau Zeta house.  She rolled her suitcase up the walkway and saw
Andrew, Chris, and Matt loading equipment into a white van.  Chris spotted
her first.

   "Well, look who the cat dragged in!" he said.

   "Stay away from me," Anna said.  "I want to talk to Joe."

   "Speak," Joe said.

   She spun around to find the frat boy seated on the steps of the porch
talking on his cell phone.  His bearded dragon was on his lap, pawing at
his chest.

   "Yeah, Rob came through for us tonight, we can trust him," Joe said into
his phone.  "He passed the test.  I put him in charge of the closing
ceremony tonight....  if he says two is enough, I trust his judgment. 
We'll take the van.  No, I'll call you when it's time."

   Joe shut his phone and looked at Anna.

   "I got kicked out of Omega Kappa Beta," she said.

   "I am so sorry to hear that," Joe said.  The lizard on his lap crawled
up his arm and sat upon his head like a crown.

   "Do you think I could possibly stay here?" Anna asked.

   "Stay HERE?" Joe asked.  "You know we have strict rules about that sort
of thing."

   "I know, but..." Anna glanced behind her, into the van.  Inside, she
could see a ladder, rolls of extension cord, and a bulletin board with the
letters W, X, Y, and Z at the top with photos and notes tacked beneath each
letter.

   Andrew closed the van door.  "That's not for prying eyes."

   Anna looked back at Joe.

   "Have you met Baxter?" Joe asked.  "He's very friendly."

   The bearded dragon flicked its tongue at Anna.

   "He's cute," she said.  She took off her backpack and opened the zipper.
"I have a gift for you.  I took it from Mandy's room before I left."

   Anna removed the battery charger from her backpack and handed it to Joe.
His eyes lit up.

   "Gentlemen," he said, taking the charger from Anna and showing it to his
brothers.  "You can put Plan B on hold.  Plan A is back on the table."

   * * * * *

   Pamela pulled her car up in front of Gale Hall, and Kerry and Laura got
out.

   "We'll text you when we're on our way out," Kerry said.  "Try to pull up
as close to the entrance as you can."

   "Got it," Pamela said.

   "Keep an eye out for the frat boys, too," Laura said.

   "Got it," Pamela said again.

   She drove off, and parked near the side of the building, where she had a
clear view of the parking lot in front of the building complex.

   Kerry and Laura hurried through the lobby, until they arrived at the
recital hall.  The doors were closed, and they could hear music playing
inside.  Kerry checked her watch.  It was 9:01.

   "Excuse me," she asked an usher.  "Isn't the violin recital supposed to
be over?"

   "It got a late start because of the incident at Delta Delta," the usher
said.  "There was a bit of chaos in the lobby, and several guests didn't
arrive in time."

   "Perfect," Kerry said.  "Looks like the Alpha Tau Zetas bought
themselves more time."

   "Well, they have less than three hours to shark the last four girls,"
Laura said hopefully.  "Donna said they have to be done by midnight or they
fail, or something."

   Kerry shrugged.

   "I'm not counting on them to abide by that deadline.  Let's wait in the
lobby."

   They took a seat on a bench and texted Pamela and Mandy about the
development.  Nearly a half hour had passed before the recital hall doors
opened, and guests began filing out.  Kerry turned to Laura.

   "Let's go," she said.

   The two girls pushed their way through the crowded hallway, searching
for the green room where the performers would retire after the show.  They
found it, only to find Xiao-Mei inside socializing with other students and
professors.

   "Should we go in?" Laura asked.

   Kerry thought for a moment.

   "The frat boys wouldn't wait.  Neither should we."

   They entered the green room and tapped Xiao-Mei on the shoulder.

   "Hi, are you Xiao-Mei Wong?" Kerry asked.

   The music student nodded yes.

   "Hi, my name's Kerry, this is Laura.  We think you might be targeted by
the Alpha Tau Zeta boys for their annual Sharking Day."

   Xiao-Mei looked at them, confused.  Kerry and Laura explained in detail
what had happened to the twenty-two female students earlier that day and
the alphabetical system the frat boys used to select their targets.

   "You think these boys are after me?" she asked, trying to make sense of
what she was hearing.

   "We do," Laura said.  "You're the only girl on campus with a name
starting with 'X'.  And your ex-boyfriend, Ken Holland is one of them. 
We're sure you're next on their list."

   Xiao-Mei looked around, nervously.

   "What should I do?" she asked.

   "Go home.  Right now.  Stay inside and don't come out for the rest of
the night," Kerry said.  Where do you live?"

   "Griffith Hall," Xiao-Mei said.

   "We'll drive you there right now, if you trust us," Kerry said.

   Xiao-Mei backed away from them.

   "Okay, we understand that you just met us, but these guys are
relentless," Laura said.  "We just want you to be extra careful."

   "Okay," Xiao-Mei said.  She resumed talking with her fellow music
students, leaving Kerry and Laura to decide what to do next.

   "Maybe we've done all we can do?" Laura asked.

   Kerry shook her head.

   "I don't think so.  Let's stick around a while longer.  Keep an eye on
her until she makes it home."

   * * * * *

   It was nearly ten o'clock when Pamela and Mandy noticed the white van
pass by the building for the third time.

   "Something's not right," Pamela said.  "That van is lurking."

   Mandy felt it too.

   "No one's getting in or out.  They're just watching the exit."

   Pamela started up the car and headed towards it.  The van quickly sped
off, and pulled onto the road.

   "I knew it.  It was them," Pamela said.  She circled around and parked
back into her original spot.  "Let's stay put.  If they come back we just
spook them again."

   Mandy disagreed.

   "They're gonna search for another way.  We've got to think like they
do."

   "Hmmm.  What would you do?" she asked.

   As the girls contemplated this, Pamela caught a glimpse in her rear view
mirror.  Behind her, in the grassy yard surrounding the complex, there was
an oak tree with a ladder resting against it.  Someone was sitting on one
of the branches holding what looked to be a video camera.

   "What the hell?"

   Pamela grabbed the binoculars and took a closer look.

   "He's got a camera.  He's watching the entrance of the building," Pamela
said.

   "Let me see."

   Pamela gave her the binoculars and Mandy took a look.

   "He's got a perfect view of the entrance," Mandy said.  "If someone got
sharked by that doorway, he'd get it all and no one would see him out in
the dark like that."

   "I guess they got hold of a fresh battery somehow," Pamela said.

   Mandy stopped.

   "I gave Anna the keys to my bedroom," Mandy said.  "The battery charger
was in my bedroom.  You don't think she..."

   Pamela's jaw dropped.

   "God, I hope you're wrong."

   She looked at the cameraman again.

   "If we knock that ladder over, he'd be stuck in that tree," she said,
chuckling to herself.

   "Yeah, but we agreed to stay in this car," Mandy said.

   Their phones both chimed.  They received text messages from Kerry. 
Xiao-Mei was on her way out.

   A tiny red light appeared on the tree-dweller's camera.

   "Did you see that?" Mandy said.  "He's recording.  It's about to go
down!"

   Pamela looked at her.

   "You think they got 'W' already?"

   "Maybe," Mandy said.  "Maybe...  wait.  Xiao-Mei's last name starts with
'W'..."

   "They wouldn't..." Pamela said.  "They're saving her for 'X'.  They HAVE
to!"

   "Maybe not?  Or maybe they're after someone else in the hall?" Mandy
suggested.

   "We have to stop them," Pamela said.  She unbuckled her seat belt and
opened her door.

   "Pam, I can't walk anywhere!"

   Pamela got out of the car.

   "I'll take care of it myself.  Text Kerry now!" she said, and slammed
the door shut.

   Pamela took off running towards the tree, leaving Mandy watching
wide-eyed from the passenger seat.  She typed a frantic message to Kerry
while Pamela came to a halt at the tree's base.

   "Hey asshole!" Pamela said, and pulled the ladder backwards, letting it
topple to the ground.  "Looks like you're stuck up there.  Drop down the
camera or I'll leave you up there!"

   She looked up at the tree-dweller's face.  It was Andrew.

   "Pamela Wilson, is that you?" he asked.  He flicked on a flashlight and
shined it in her face.

   Pamela winced in the bright light, and didn't spot the dark figure
emerging from the bushes until it was too late.  Chris grabbed hold of
Pamela's skirt, and yanked it down to her ankles.

   She screamed and toppled to the ground.  Chris grabbed her panties and
pulled them down her legs, while struggling to keep her from kicking. 
Andrew zoomed in on her exposed virgin pussy from up in the tree, and as
she flipped over to crawl away from her attacker, he focused on her ass
instead.

   Chris pulled her skirt, panties, and shoes from her ankles, freeing her
to jump to her feet.  She turned around to see the white van pulling off
the road, and onto the grass where it sped towards the tree.

   "Get her top off!" Andrew said, and Chris chased after the bottomless
redhead.

   Pamela ran as fast as her bare feet could take her, and far ahead, she
could see Mandy scrambling to get into the driver's seat of her car.  The
white van stopped under the oak tree, allowing Andrew to jump from the
branch, land on the van's roof, slide down the windshield and onto the
grass.  He opened the side door of the van and got inside, leaving the door
open and his camera running.

   Chris was on Pamela's heels and gaining on her as she sprinted towards
her escape ride.  She'd reached the passenger side door when Chris grabbed
her, and pulled off her jacket and blouse in one swoop.  The van came to a
screeching halt beside Pamela's car.  Kneeling inside the back of the van,
Andrew filmed the screaming Pamela entering her passenger side door wearing
only her bra.

   "Get in, Xiao-Mei's leaving the building," Andrew said, and Chris, still
holding Pamela's jacket and blouse, got into the van and shut the side
door.

   "Go go go!" Pamela screamed, and Mandy took off.

   Matt stepped on the gas, attempting to overtake the girls, but Mandy
stepped harder, and pulled ahead of the van and up onto the sidewalk,
stopping Pamela's car directly in front of the Gale Hall entrance.

   The big screen TV in the lobby was now set to a regular network channel,
showing the ten o'clock news, where footage of Joe sharking four girls at
the Delta Delta bikini contest was screening.  The girls' faces and private
parts were pixelated, but Xiao-Mei still looked on in horror at the
spectacle.

   She jumped when she saw Mandy bring Pamela's car to a screeching stop in
front of the building entrance, and her eyes went wide in fear when she
spotted the van pull up behind it, and the side door opened.  Andrew had
his camera rolling while Chris got out and looked at Xiao-Mei with hungry
intent in his eyes.

   "Xiao-Mei, it's them!  Run!" Kerry screamed.

   She and Laura rushed to Xiao-Mei's side and frantically guided her into
the backseat of Pamela's car.  Reluctantly, the music student got in,
followed by Kerry and Laura, before Mandy sped off.  They watched as Chris
threw up his hands in frustration as the girls drove off.

   "That was WAY too close!" Laura said, her heart still pounding.

   "What do they want with me?" Xiao-Mei asked, trembling.

   "It's just your name, Xiao-Mei," Kerry said.  "That's all, just your
name."

   It was then that Kerry noticed Pamela in the front seat, wearing nothing
but a bra.

   "Pam?  What the hell?"

   Pamela blushed.

   "It was stupid, okay?" Pamela said.  "I saw an opportunity and it didn't
pan out.  Fuck, I hope I can get my clothes back."

   "We will, Pam.  Here, take my jacket," Kerry said.  "We'll get Xiao-Mei
to safety, then figure out what they did with your clothes.  Mandy, can you
take us to Griffith Hall?"

   Mandy nodded.  Thankfully her right foot was healthy enough to work the
pedals and she was able to drive safely.

   On the way to Griffith Hall, they passed the Delta Delta house, and saw
the crowd had finally disbursed and the house looked quiet once again.

   "I hope those girls are doing okay," Kerry muttered.

   Mandy pulled in front of Griffith Hall and Kerry, Laura, and Xiao-Mei
quickly got out.  Kerry and Laura walked Xiao-Mei to the elevator up to the
third floor, and made sure she made it to her room unsharked.  Xiao-Mei set
her backpack and violin case on her dorm room floor, and turned back to her
two bodyguards.

   "Please, just keep your door locked and don't come out for any reason,"
Kerry said.  "If you need anything, food, homework, anything at all, text
one of us, and we'll get it for you."

   "Thank you," Xiao-Mei said.

   "One other thing, do you possibly have any clothes you could loan our
friend Pam?" Laura asked.

   Xiao-Mei nodded.  She left to her closet, and returned with a pair of
slacks and a black hoodie.  Kerry and Laura graciously accepted them and
promised to return them the following day.

   After Xiao-Mei closed and locked her door, Laura brought the clothes to
Pamela, and returned inside to take a seat next to Kerry in the Griffith
Hall common area, where they had a view of the elevator and stairwell exit.
Shortly after, they heard the shower in Xiao-Mei's dorm room crank on.

   "Maybe- this is the end of it?" Laura suggested hopefully.

   Kerry shook her head doubtfully.

   "I don't know where else they'll find a girl with an 'X' name," Laura
said.  "Any they can't shark out of order.  It's a hard rule.  How will
they finish by midnight?"

   "These guys are sly, Laura," Kerry said.  "We can not drop our guard for
even a second."

   "I know," Laura said.  "But they have three girls left and it's almost
ten-thirty.  They'll have to be really creative is all I'm saying."

   * * * * *

   "You getting hungry?" Mandy asked.

   "Not really," Pamela said, adjusting the black hoodie around her torso.
It was a bit small for her, but it was better than being naked.  "There's a
granola bar in the glove box if you want it."

   "Sounds good." Mandy opened the glove box and removed the snack.

   "How's your foot?"

   "Still hurts like a bitch," Mandy said.  She was back in the passenger
seat with her left foot back in the cooler.  The ice bags inside had
partially melted but still offered her ankle some needed relief.  Mandy
unwrapped the granola bar and took a bite.

   "Hey, do you see that?" Pamela asked.

   Mandy stared through the windshield into the darkness ahead.  A lone
figure walked across the front lawn of Griffith Hall, carrying something
underneath its arm.  It stopped ten feet in front of the building, and
checked its wristwatch.

   "What's that guy doing?" Mandy asked.  She set the granola bar aside and
grabbed the binoculars.

   "Can you see who it is?" Pamela asked.

   "It's Ken!" Mandy said.  "And he's holding...  a violin case?"

   * * * * *

   They could see Ken approaching the building from the rooftop of Griffith
Hall.

   "Looks like he's here.  You guys ready to do this?" Matt asked.

   Andrew and Chris buckled their ropes to their safety harnesses.

   "I'm ready," Andrew said.  "Camera?"

   Matt handed Andrew the video camera, and hooked the hand strap to his
harness.  Matt looked at Ken down below.

   "He's in position," Matt said.  "Go!"

   Andrew and Chris climbed over the edge of the rooftop, and slowly scaled
down the front of the building.  Chris went to the left of the window
column, and Andrew to the right.  Carefully, they passed the fourth floor
window, taking great effort not to be seen by anyone inside.  Step by step,
the pair lowered themselves further, until they were both hanging adjacent
to the third floor window.

   They looked to the ground, and saw Ken hold up his open palm, signaling
them to stop.

   "We're good!" Chris whispered up to Matt.

   Ken opened his violin case, took out his violin, and began to play.

   Pamela rolled down her window and listened.

   "What the hell?" she asked.

   Mandy did the same.  They watched as lights inside the building flicked
on, and several of the windows opened.  The curious residents stuck their
heads out to get a glimpse at the late night musician.  Among them were
Kerry and Laura, who had run to the common room window to investigate.

   "Oh, Xiao-Mei!" Ken sang.  "Well you came, and you gave without taking!
But I sent you away, oh Xiao-Mei!"

   "Oh God, I hate this song!" Mandy groaned, rolling her eyes.

   "Shut up!" one of the building occupants shouted from his window.  Ken
continued to sing.

   "And you kissed me and stopped me from shaking!  And I need you today,
oh Xiao-Mei!"

   "It's ten-thirty!  Fuck off!" another resident shouted.

   Xiao-Mei opened her bedroom window and peeked out.  Her hair was wet and
she was dressed in a pink bathrobe.

   "Ken, is that you?" she asked.

   "Xiao-Mei!" Ken shouted, lovestruck.  "I miss you, baby!"

   Xiao-Mei scowled.

   "Go away, Ken!  I dump you for good!"

   Ken looked up at her, pouting.

   "What does he think he's doing?" Pamela asked.

   "He's up to something," Mandy said.  "Wait, do you see someone standing
on the rooftop?"

   Pamela did.  She turned on her headlights and illuminated the front of
the building.  Andrew and Chris, still suspended from their ropes, were
bathed in light.

   "Oh my God, those jackasses are hanging outside her window!" Mandy
shouted.

   Pamela pressed her hand down on her horn.  Andrew and Chris jumped in
shock, and Xiao-Mei glanced down at the car, curious.

   "Come on, baby, please give me another chance!" Ken cried.

   "Forget it!  You care more about your stupid frat than being good
boyfriend!" Xiao-Mei shouted.

   Pamela honked again and again, while Mandy dialed Kerry's number on her
phone and told her what they could see.

   "What's that baby?  I can't hear you, some idiot won't stop honking!"
Ken shouted.

   Xiao-Mei leaned out her dorm room window and repeated, "I SAID, YOU CARE
MORE ABOUT STUPID FRAT THAN-"

   Immediately, Chris swung in front of Xiao-Mei's window, grabbed her
bathrobe with both hands, and ripped it open.  Xiao-Mei screamed and
stepped back; her robe collapsing to her feet as she did.  Chris swung out
of the window frame to allow Andrew to glide in from the other side with
his camera rolling.  He captured the petite Chinese girl's naked body in
his view frame, and zoomed in to get a close up shot of her small breasts
before panning down to get a peek at her trimmed pussy.

   Xiao-Mei shut her window and closed her blinds.  Andrew stopped the
recording and gave Chris a thumbs up.  As the pair grabbed their ropes,
they looked up to see Kerry and Laura standing on the rooftop, looking down
at them.

   "Surprise, assholes!" Kerry shouted.  "Throw the camera up here or we
cut your ropes!"

   Laura looked at Kerry, shocked.

   "Kerry!  They could die!" Laura said.

   "Trust me..." Kerry said quietly.  She put on her mean face and stared
down at the frat boys hanging below.

   "I've got a knife!  I'll cut your ropes!  Throw the camera up here now!"
she demanded.

   Andrew and Chris looked at each other, and loosened the clasp on their
harnesses to lower themselves down.

   "Oh no, they're getting away!" Laura cried.

   Pamela, watching from her car, flipped into drive and sped across the
Griffith Hall front lawn, stopping beneath the descending climbers.  Pamela
got out of her car and looked up at them.

   "There's nowhere to go!  The police can be here in minutes!  Give us the
camera!" Pamela shouted.

   Andrew and Chris descended faster, when the second floor window beneath
Xiao-Mei's opened, and Matt poked his head out.

   "Guys, in here!" he urged.

   Kerry looked at the camera dangling by its strap from Andrew's harness
while he used both his hands to descend to the second floor window, and she
saw an opportunity.  Thinking quickly, she hopped over the edge of the
rooftop, slid down a drain pipe, and came to a stop on the second floor
ledge.

   "Kerry!  What the fuck are you doing?" Pamela shouted.  Laura looked
down at her best friend, terrified.

   Kerry ignored her friends' screams as she shimmied across the second
floor ledge beneath Andrew.  With one arm, she reached upwards, and grabbed
the hand strap of the video camera.

   "I've got it!" Kerry shouted.

   "Get it, Kerry!  Throw it down here!" Pamela shouted.

   "Shit, she's got the camera!" Andrew shouted.  He stopped his descent as
Kerry closed her fist around the clasp that secured the camera's hand strap
to his harness.  With all his strength, he climbed upwards, taking away
Kerry's leverage over the clasp.

   "Unhook it, Kerry!" Pamela urged.

   "I'm trying!" she stammered.  She pressed her fingers against the clasp,
but it was too far out of her reach for her to get a strong grip.  She
stood up on her tiptoes, squeezed the clasp, and opened it, freeing the
hand strap within it.

   And then she slipped.

   Andrew was reaching for the camera.  But he saw Kerry the moment she
lost her balance and grabbed her arm, squeezing the hand strap around her
wrist.

   "OH MY GOD!" Kerry screamed.  Her feet flailed desperately in the air
while she looked up, only to see an Alpha Tau Zeta boy was the only thing
keeping her from plummeting to the ground far below.  The camera dangled
from the hand strap, making it impossible to grab without weakening
Andrew's grip on her.

   "Guys!  Help!  I can't hold her!" Andrew shouted.

   Matt helped Chris get a stable hold on the second floor ledge, and they
peeked out to get a look at the flailing sorority girl.

   "Bring her closer!" Matt said.

   "I - I can't!" Andrew said, his hand shaking.

   "Don't let go of her!" Pamela shouted, watching helplessly from the
ground.  "Oh my God Kerry, hold on tight!"

   Matt pulled Andrew closer to the window, while Chris extended his hand
out to Kerry.

   "Kerry!  Grab my hand!" Chris shouted.

   Kerry reached out, but Chris' hand was too far away.  He leaned out as
far as he could, relying on his rope to keep him suspended, and grabbed
Kerry's other hand.  With both Chris and Andrew holding Kerry's hands, Matt
was able to assist in pulling the terrified girl through the dorm room
window.  Andrew and Chris followed her in.

   The room's occupant, a frizzy blonde haired girl, looked on in shock.

   "What the hell were you guys doing out there?" she asked.

   "Fraternity stunt," Matt said.  "Sorry about this.  Thanks for letting
us use your window!"

   Kerry collapsed in front of the window, looking up out of breath at the
three frat boys in front of her.  Andrew took the camera from her grasp,
and hooked it back onto his harness.

   "You guys saved my life," she said incredulously.

   "Well, yeah," Chris said, shrugging.  "We couldn't have you going splat
on us.  You're our 'Z'."

   Chris and Andrew detached their safety ropes from their harnesses and
tossed the ropes out the window.

   "You're...  still gonna shark me?" Kerry said, feeling the overwhelming
sensation of relief and dread seizing her at once.

   "Yeah, we got to.  You've been Chosen," Andrew said.

   "Just do it, then," Kerry said, breaking into tears.  "Do it now.  Get
it over with."

   She covered her face with her hands.

   "Sorry," Matt said.  "We can't.  It's not your turn yet.  Let's go,
guys."

   Matt, Andrew and Chris turned and walked out of the room.  Kerry looked
up, to see the blonde girl looking at her, wondering why she was still in
her room.

   "Sorry," Kerry said, getting up.  She walked to the door, and as she
closed it behind her, she caught a glimpse at the name printed on the
front: "T.  Young."

   Before she closed the door all way way, she opened it again, and looked
at the blonde girl inside.

   "What's your name?" Kerry asked.

   "Tracy," the girl said.

   "Tracy...  Young?" Kerry asked.

   The girl nodded.

   "Thank you for not mentioning that when those guys were here."

   Kerry closed the dorm room door.  She ran to the stairwell, where she
nearly bumped into Laura.

   "Are you okay?" Laura asked frantically.

   "I'm fine.  We have to go after them.  They've got two girls left."

   Kerry and Laura ran down the stairs, out to the front yard, and got into
the backseat of Pamela's car.

   "Go after them!" Kerry yelled, and Pamela kicked the car into reverse,
She sped across the front yard of Griffith Hall, her eyes dead focused on
the white van up ahead.  The van turned left at the stop sign.

   "Wait- why are they turning left?" Pamela asked, wondering aloud since
the Alpha Tau Zeta house, and the majority of the University campus for
that matter, was to the right.

   "They're going to Delta Delta house," Kerry said.

   Realization hit all of them at once.

   "Yasmine," the four girls said.

   * * * * *

   The tiki torches flickered brightly while Yasmine relaxed under the warm
bubbles around her shoulders.  The contest was over, the guests had left,
and all that remained for her to to do was unwind with a bottle of Pinot
Noir and Maroon 5 on the stereo.

   She could hear the footsteps approaching from the gazebo, but she didn't
open her eyes until she could tell he was in front of her.  Her unwelcome
guest was Joe, and he was looking at her with a mischievous grin on his
face.

   "Hello, Yasmine," he said.  "How are you this fine evening?"

   She took a sip from the wine glass resting on the tub's edge.

   "How am I doing?" she asked.  "Well, my first time hosting a bikini
contest was a complete disaster thanks to you.  I had to shoo seventy
guests out of my house and God knows how many more off my front yard, but
I've got a glass of wine and my sisters are letting me have the hot tub to
myself, so, right now, I'm just peachy."

   "Glad to hear it!" Joe said.

   He walked around the rim of the tub, noting Yasmine's floral bikini and
sash lying next to the wine bottle.  "Rather bold of you to be bathing nude
outdoors on Sharking Day, hmm?"

   She looked up at him.

   "I've got my bubbles for privacy.  And there's no way I'm leaving this
tub before your 12 a.m.  deadline, so I think I'm just fine."

   "Is that so?" Joe asked.

   She nodded, but looked nervously at the box under his arm.  He was
opening it.

   "Have you met Baxter?" Joe asked, removing his fraternity's bearded
dragon from its container.

   Yasmine's eyes went wide and she backed away to the opposite end of the
tub from where Joe stood.

   "He's really quite friendly," Joe said.  "Why don't you say hello?"

   He set the lizard onto the brick walkway, where it immediately skittered
around the tub's rim towards the sorority sister.

   "Get that thing away from me!" Yasmine shouted, backing away in a circle
to distance herself from the advancing creature.

   Baxter jumped from the tub's edge and landed in Yasmine's hair, where he
immediately wrapped his tail around her head.  She screamed loudly and
splashed about in the water.

   "I think he likes you!" Joe said.

   "Get him off me!  Get him off me!"

   Yasmine pried the lizard from her head and put him back on the brick
walkway, but the scaly pet clung to her arm.  Panicking, she climbed from
the tub and grabbed her towel, struggling to cover herself while she tried
to shake the creature from her body.

   Baxter tumbled to the concrete below unharmed, as Yasmine took off
sprinting towards the house, adjusting her towel to properly cover herself
as she did.  As she approached the doorway to the Delta Delta house, she
turned to glance behind her only to see the small reptile following her,
his sights on the laser dot Joe was shining on her butt.

   Yasmine frantically opened the doorway and let herself inside.  The
Delta Delta girls inside were stacking chairs and cleaning the living room,
and turned their attention to their panicked sister as she walked in.

   "What is it?" Erin asked.

   "Reptile!" Yasmine screamed, and ran through the living room to the
foyer.  As soon as she got there, the front door opened, and Andrew, Chris
and Matt entered.  Yasmine screamed and ran back to the living room.

   "What is it?" Erin asked again.

   "Frat boys!" Yasmine screamed.  She ran to the back window, where she
saw Baxter resting on the patio steps, watching the door.

   "It's still there!" Yasmine shrieked.  She turned and ran to the
stairwell.

   Chris burst into the living room, his eyes on the thin wet towel wrapped
around her shaking naked body.  When she realized he would reach her before
she reached the stairs, she turned and ran to the kitchen.

   "She's going for the kitchen!" Chris shouted.  As soon as Yasmine set
foot upon the linoleum, Matt was on her heels, his hands inches away from
grabbing her towel.

   She circled the kitchen table and ran to the dining room, dodging the
frat boy's grabby hands.  As she entered the dining room, she shut the door
behind her and blocked it with a chair.  Matt pounded on the door once and
ran off.  Yasmine adjusted her towel; she knew the boys had already gotten
a peek at the lower portion of her naked rear.  She quickly retied the
towel around her breasts to make sure the boys would not see any more of
her.

   She ran to the opposite door of the dining room, where she had a clear
view of the the house's front door just as it opened, and Kerry, Laura and
Pamela entered.

   "Yasmine!  They're after you!" Kerry shouted, and realized immediately
that the Delta Delta girl was well-aware of the threat.  Yasmine ran for
her friends, only for Chris to enter the dining room doorway, blocking her
path.

   She turned and fled, pushed aside the chair she'd used to block the
kitchen door, and ran through.  Relieved to find the kitchen empty, she ran
back to the living room, where Matt was lying in wait.

   "Yasmine, he's in here!" Erin yelled, a moment too late.  Just as
Yasmine entered, Matt lunged for her, tugged on her towel, but she ripped
it from his grasp.

   Her swift dodge was for naught when the towel suddenly collapsed to the
floor, yanked down by the maw of a small brown reptile.  Yasmine screamed
and tried to pick up her fallen garment, only to scream again when she saw
Baxter climb on top of the white fabric and stare at her with his beady
eyes.

   "Oh my God, it's on my towel!  Somebody get rid of it!" Yasmine
squealed.

   She backed away in terror.  She looked up only to see Andrew aiming his
video camera at her, recording every inch of her tan naked body.

   "Stop filming her, you bastard!" Erin shouted, and she and the other
Delta Delta girls threw empty beer cans at him.  Yasmine frantically ran up
the stairs, and Andrew turned to follow her with his camera until she was
out of sight.

   "I got her, let's go!" Andrew said.  He, Chris and Matt ran out the back
door, just as Kerry, Pamela and Laura entered the living room.  Kerry
sprinted after them, determined to rip the camera from Andrew's grasp
before he could return his footage back to his frat house.  She'd made it
to the back doorway before she slipped, and fell face first onto the brick
patio.

   She landed on her hands, her palms scraped but relatively uninjured. 
Kerry seethed.  They would get away once again.  She could hear them
circling around to the front of the house, their ill-gotten footage safely
in hand.

   She looked forward only to see a pair of white Nikes in front of her
face, above them, a pair of blue jeans, and further up, the smiling face of
Joe.

   "Hello, Miss Zimmerman," he said with a twinkle in his eye.

   Kerry pulled herself to her feet.

   "You must be Joe," Kerry said.

   "Pleased to meet you," he said.  "I'd like to cordially invite you to
the Alpha Tau Zeta Sharking Day closing ceremony.  You will be our guest of
honor."

   Kerry backed away from him and stepped into the house.

   "I'm flattered, but I have other commitments."

   "I think we'll find a way to work it into your schedule." He held his
walkie-talkie to his mouth.  "She's ready, boys!"

   Fear grabbed her.  Kerry turned to run, but saw no one in Joe's
vicinity. Andrew, Chris, and Matt had run off.  Only Joe stood on the
patio, watching her.

   "Kerry, get away from him," Erin said, placing her hand on Kerry's arm.

   In the distance, she heard a rapping noise, like dozens of drums
beating. Kerry looked back at Laura and Pamela.  They heard it too.  They
ran to the front window and looked out.

   Gradually, the rapping grew louder.

   "Oh my God, they're in the front yard!" Pamela cried out.  Kerry ran to
her sister's side and looked out.

   Dozens of Alpha Tau Zeta boys were marching towards the house.  Each was
dressed in a white toga, and tapping on an empty coffee can with a metal
ladle.  Together, they chanted, "KER-RY!  KER-RY!  KER-RY!"

   "Oh my God, Kerry, I think the entire fraternity is here for you!" Laura
said, her voice shaking.

   Erin opened the front door, and threw an empty beer can at the advancing
frat boys.

   "Get away from her!" Erin shouted.

   The boys were undeterred, and marched up the front steps.

   "You can't come in here!" Erin screamed.

   The boys pushed past her, and filed into the house.

   KER-RY!  KER-RY!  KER-RY!" they chanted, rapping on their makeshift
drums.

   Laura, Pamela, and Erin formed a human shield around their friend as the
chanting boys marched towards her.

   "Kerry!  Run!" Pamela urged.

   Kerry ran for the stairs, but Joe blocked her path, standing in the
center of the landing while petting the bearded dragon in his arms.  She
ran for the rear door instead, but the frat boys surrounded her.  Unable to
push her way though, the largest of the frat boys, a six-foot-four brute
who went by the name of Dino picked her up and hoisted her over his
shoulder.

   Kerry's friends looked on helplessly as the frat boys filed out of the
house again, chanting Kerry's name as the terrified sorority girl struggled
to break free.

   Two pickup trucks were idling in front of the Delta Delta house.  The
boys split into two groups and climbed into the back of each of them; Dino
getting into the first with the struggling Kerry still over his shoulder.

   The trucks took off down the road, with the boys beating on their coffee
cans and chanting Kerry's name as they drove around the campus.  Wherever
they were headed, they did not take a direct route; Kerry noted they seemed
to be driving in a circle, as if they were parading her around the town in
some kind of victory exhibition.

   "Put me down!  Put me down!" Kerry screamed, but the boys ignored her
and continued their chanting and drum beating.  She could hear cars honking
as they passed the caravan by.

   At a stoplight, a motorist in the lane next to them rolled down his
window.

   "What letter are you on?" he asked.

   "Z!" the boys cheered triumphantly.

   "Nice!" The motorist said.  "Show us her ass!"

   Dino turned to show Kerry's backside to the driver.

   "Come on, let's see some cheeks!" the motorist urged, disappointed to
see Kerry's bottom with blue overalls covering it.

   "Joe wants her clothes on 'til we get home!" Dino said.

   The motorist scowled, and sped off as soon as the light turned green.

   The trucks drove for another ten minutes, and finally pulled to a stop
in front of the Alpha Tau Zeta house.  The boys carried Kerry inside, still
chanting her name and carrying her in like a hunting trophy.  Kerry
squirmed and struggled, but Dino kept a firm grip around her legs.  Her
repeated pounding of her arms against his large back did little to agitate
the sizable frat boy.

   He set her down on top of the dining room table, leaving her no place to
run as the boys had all crowded around the table, filling most of the
available space in the room.

   It looked to be all of the Alpha Tau Zetas, or nearly all of them. 
Chris, Matt, and Rob were among the chanters, and Ken was present too, with
his rental video camera rolling.  She didn't see Andrew anywhere, but
assumed he had to be nearby.  She couldn't find Kurt, however, which left
her both angry and a tiny bit appeased.  She wondered what important place
he had to be to not be rescuing his girlfriend from his fellow brothers
who'd abducted her- but at least he was not among the idiotic chanters.

   To her shock, she even spotted Anna.  The blonde-haired former Omega
Kappa Beta sister stood among the very same frat boys who'd sharked her
that morning, chanting Kerry's name along with them.  Kerry locked eyes
with Anna, who gave an evil grin to her former sister.  Kerry felt her
blood boil.

   At last, Joe entered the room, now dressed in a toga like his brothers.
He stepped up onto the table, facing his day-long nemesis.

   "Kerry Zimmerman, everyone!"

   The Alpha Tau Zetas cheered, as if she were a revered celebrity and not
someone they'd abducted.

   "Kerry," Joe said, and the frat boys quieted down.  "You have been a
worthy adversary today.  You and your sisters have made today the most
challenging Sharking Day in our long history."

   "I'm honored," Kerry said, dryly.

   "But alas!  All things must come to an end!" Joe declared.  "For now,
the hour of YOUR sharking, has come!"

   The Alpha Tau Zetas cheered loudly, raising their fists in the air with
triumph.  Kerry scowled at them all.  She searched the room for a possible
escape.  There were two exits from the dining room, but the gathered crowd
of frat boys stood in the way of both of them.  Anywhere Kerry tried to run
would be met with resistance.

   "But worry not!  We won't leave you completely naked!  We will leave you
this!" Joe held up Kerry's tiara that she'd won at the bikini contest
earlier that evening.  "You dropped this at Delta Delta!"

   Joe placed the tiara on Kerry's frowning head.

   "Now!  Are you all ready for our FINAL sharking of this glorious day?"
Joe asked.

   The frat boys cheered in agreement.  All of them had seen the live
footage of Kerry in her bikini on television that evening, and were eager
to feast their eyes on the few parts of the contest winner's body they had
not yet seen.

   "Then let's begin!"

   Kerry held up her fists in a defensive stance.  Her little knowledge of
karate did not serve her, because Joe snagged off her hoodie in one quick
motion.  He bounced the tiara off of the back of his wrist as he did, and
replaced in on her head as he tossed the hoodie aside.

   "Overalls?  You came prepared, didn't you?" Joe said, admiring her
attire.

   Kerry had indeed come prepared.  She put on several extra layers before
she'd left the house for Gale Hall.

   "Stay away from me!" Kerry commanded.  She made a kick, an impressive
one, in Joe's direction, which he dodged.  He ducked behind her, grabbed
the suspenders from her shoulders and yanked her overalls to her ankles. 
Kerry squealed, and Joe picked her up and removed her shoes and overalls
from her feet, before setting her back down.  He looked at her only to see
she still had on a t-shirt and leggings.

   "Not fair!" Joe grimaced, and Kerry agreed wholeheartedly.  Her many
layers would not likely hold up long in a closed match against a sharking
master.

   "Okay, you got me!" Kerry said.  "Can I go?"

   Joe looked to his fellow brothers.

   "Should we let her go?" he asked.

   "No!" the frat boys bellowed in agreement.

   "No!  Don't let her go!  Rip her panties off, Joe!" Anna urged.

   Joe chuckled.

   "I like the way your sister thinks!" he said.

   Kerry glared at Anna.

   "She's not my sister."

   Joe shrugged.

   "All the same," he said.

   He lunged for her, only for Kerry to duck, roll between his legs, and
tear his toga down as she did.  She stood up behind him, holding the frat
boy's toga in her arms.  He had her t-shirt in his, leaving her still in a
tank top and leggings, and him completely nude.

   "Ha ha!  Sharked you!" Kerry taunted, tossing Joe's toga aside.  "I
sharked the sharking master!  That's got to be worth something, right?"

   Joe looked down at his own body, shocked at seeing his large penis
swinging between his legs in front of all of his brothers, but looked up at
her undeterred.

   "I don't know what letter you're on missy, but my name is Joe Joseph,
and I don't think you're on 'J'!"

   "Oh, so what?" Kerry protested.  "I got you!  I win!"

   Joe tossed Kerry's t-shirt aside.  "You got shit."

   He grabbed her tank top and pulled it off, and after he did, he fished
the bra out of it, which he'd expertly unclasped just before removing it,
only to see Kerry was still in a bra.

   "How many bras you got on?" he asked, looking confused at the bra in his
hands and the one still wrapped around her breasts.

   "Three," Kerry said, pulling the shoulder strap of her outer bra aside
to show off a third bra underneath.

   Joe shook his head and lunged for her again.  Her middle bra had a
fastener in the front, and Joe managed to unclasp it just as Kerry leaped
backwards and dove into the crowd of spectators.  They caught her, only for
her to wriggle free from their hold and squirm underneath the dining room
table, still with her socks, leggings and one final bra still on.

   "She's under the table!  Get her!" one boy shouted, and immediately all
of the frat boys were on their knees, reaching underneath the table
desperately trying to grab at whatever clothing they could.

   Kerry crawled on her belly along the floor, dodging their grabby hands
and avoiding empty beer bottles and open condom wrappers strewn across the
floor as they pulled at her socks and leggings.

   Despite her best efforts, the frat boys manged to pull off one sock,
then the other, her leggings, and finally her panties before she reached
the opposite end of the dining room table; the end closest to the front
door.  Ken focused his camera on her, shooting from between the chair legs
to get a glimpse of the scantily-clad sorority girl.  He was disappointed
to see she'd had a g-string on underneath her panties, but aside from that
and her bra, the bikini contest winner's body was now mostly bare.

   Kerry eyed the doorway.  The path had cleared somewhat, leaving her
enough room to scurry out if she was fast enough.  She pulled herself up to
her feet only to feel Joe reaching down the from the topside of the dining
room table unclasp her bra as she bolted for the doorway.  She held her
hands to her cups, only to feel Joe's grip on her bra strap pulling her
back towards him.  Wanting to escape more than keeping her breasts covered,
Kerry let him have the bra, and she continued through the doorway
bare-breasted but with her back to the crowd- and camera.

   She ran for the front door, only to find it locked, and a hand already
closing around her g-string.  She slapped the hand away and ran for the
stairway as fast as her long legs could carry her.  She took the stairs two
at a time as she hurried up, praying she could reach her boyfriend's
bedroom before the boys got their hands on her last piece of clothing.

   It was Matt who had circled around and had been waiting by the stairs
for her, who had managed to reach between the stairway banister beams, and
hook his fingers into the waistband of her g-string as she sprinted up the
stairs.  He'd pulled it down to her ankles before she was forced to step
out of the flimsy underwear.  By the time she reached the second floor of
the Alpha Tau Zeta house, Kerry was completely naked.

   Her pulse pounding; she could hear the boys climbing up the stairs after
her, including Ken with his hungry camera recording.  Kerry ran for Kurt's
bedroom, and twisted the knob.

   Locked.

   "Shit, Kurt, where the hell are you?" she asked aloud.

   The boys were halfway up the stairs, leaving Kerry with no option but to
employ the trick she'd learned the day she'd helped Kurt moved in.  She
kicked the doorknob to the left, and the bedroom door popped open.

   Kerry ran inside the bedroom, and closed the door behind her.

   "Kurt, are you here?" she called out.

   "Nope," a voice said.

   Kerry spun around, only to see Andrew seated on Kurt's bed.  His camera
was in his hand, aimed right at her, recording.

   "Smile, Kerry!" the frat boy said.

   "What are you doing here?  Where the fuck is Kurt?" Kerry exclaimed.

   Andrew shrugged.

   "He forgot the code.  We had to take him for a little ride."

   "What do you mean?  Where is he?" she asked frantically.  She could hear
the frat boys outside the room pounding on at the bedroom door.

   "Oh, I don't know exactly, but don't worry.  We left him with a GPS. 
He'll be able to find his way back to civilization by morning."

   Andrew zoomed his camera in on Kerry's body, capturing her large bare
breasts, firm abs, and beautiful shaved pussy in his view frame.  Kerry's
expression turned to rage.

   "GIVE!  ME!  THAT!  CAMERA!"

   Kerry snatched the camera from Andrew's hands, and before he could stop
her, she opened the sliding glass door to the balcony.  She stepped outside
and hurled the camera to the patio far below, watching it smash to pieces
when it hit the concrete bricks.  She stared at the broken camera parts,
feeling her heartbeat and pulse slow to normal.

   "Oh Kerry?" Andrew chirped, tauntingly.

   She spun around, only to see Andrew smiling at her.  Before she could
react, he closed the sliding door, and locked it.

   Kerry's heart sank.  Andrew flicked the balcony light on, bathing her in
light as she realized she had nowhere to run on the small wooden balcony.
Down below, she could hear the back door of the frat house open, and the
boys filing out onto the patio.

   "She's up there!" one boy called.

   Kerry looked down in horror as the boys filled up the available space on
the patio, looking up at her, the center of attention, the naked girl in
the tiara standing out on the balcony.  Ken stood in the center of the
crowd, camera rolling, and zoomed in on the crying sorority girl's face.

   "And 'Z' is for Zimmerman," he said, with a "that's a wrap" tone of
finality.

   "ATZ!  ATZ!" the frat boys cheered.

   Kerry tried to scream, but no sound came out.  The boys only chanted
louder.

   "ATZ!  ATZ!  ATZ!  ATZ!  ATZ!"

   * * * * *

   The Alpha Tau Zetas partied late into the night.  They did eventually
let Kerry off the balcony and they returned her clothes, but only after the
footage of her naked body had been safely delivered to the editing room and
copied.

   After Kerry walked home, the party at Alpha Tau Zeta took off.  They
boys broke open a keg and celebrated their victory the way their traditions
dictated.  They did an elephant walk around the house, spanked each other
with paddles, and drank to their absolute limits.  Joe put a new toga on,
and shared a toast with his brothers and congratulated them for their
hard-won victory.

   At Joe's request, Anna put a bikini on and danced on the living room
coffee table, while the guys jeered and occasionally sharked it off her. 
Anna basked in the attention and did nothing to discourage them.

   Around 1 a.m., Lewis came downstairs with a freshly burned DVD in his
hand.

   "It's ready, guys!" he said.

   The Alpha Tau Zetas cheered again.  Lewis popped the DVD into the player
and his brothers excitedly gathered around the TV to watch.

   The video began with a clip of Joe on the screen.

   "My fellow students," Joe began.  "Sharking is a proud tradition in the
Alpha Tau Zeta fraternity.  This year is no exception, as we will now treat
you to the sight of this year's twenty-six lucky girls who have been
honored with the privilege of taking part in our sacred tradition!  Ladies
and Gentlemen, this is the tenth annual Alpha Tau Zeta Sharking Day!"

   "America the Beautiful" played on the video's soundtrack as a montage of
the twenty-six sharkings began.  Anna curled up next to Joe on the couch as
they watched them unfold, beginning with her own panty loss at the hands of
Chris, who swigged a beer nearby as he watched proudly.  Anna reached under
Joe's toga, and wrapped her fingers around his penis.  She could feel it
beginning to swell as the video progressed.

   They watched as Brittany Daniels lost her boy shorts in the entrance of
Bosley Hall, Carly Adams having her shirt pulled open on a street corner,
and in a meta moment, Donna Pierson having her breasts bared in the
computer lab as she watched the first three sharkings on the screen in
front of her.

   The boys cheered after each one, while Anna nonchalantly stroked Joe's
throbbing cock faster the more girls on screen lost their clothing.  After
watching Ken's double combo on Jaclyn Evans and Erica Finnel, Anna let out
a giggle as she watched her former best friend have her panties yanked down
to her ankles in front of a passing crowd.

   Next came Jennifer Haggerty's sharking, which earned Andrew, Chris and
Matt many accolades as the cheerleading captain had been among the most
desired targets of the fraternity for years.  Melissa Iverson and Janine
Grant followed, earning applause for Andrew's team and Ken's team
respectively.

   "This next one's my favorite," Andrew said, sipping his beer excitedly.

   They watched on screen as Kristin Higgins sat on a wooden bench in front
of Griffith Hall.  Andrew had been sitting across from her and had his
camera positioned to see right up her short skirt.  She texted on her phone
for nearly three minutes, oblivious to the fact that her panties had been
visible on screen the entire time.

   Chris and Matt worked as a team, with Matt hiding under the bench,
reaching up into her skirt, and grabbing her panties; quickly pulling them
down to her ankles.  Chris pulled her blouse and bra cups down, exposing
both breasts while Matt spread her legs open so Andrew could get a clear
view of her open pussy.

   Kristin screamed as the boys all took off running, and the boys watching
cheered and howled at how fluidly Andrew, Chris, and Matt worked together.

   Next they watched how well Ken was able to work solo, with security
camera footage of Laura Patterson having her pants pulled down played on
screen.

   "That was NOT easy footage to get!" Ken said, and the guys laughed.

   "I'm still impressed with how you got Erin," Lewis said.

   Before Erin's sharking, they watched Maggie Garner and Natasha Kaplin
get their turns, both excellently choreographed by Andrew's team.  Then
they watched excitedly as Ken sharked Erin with the camera in his hand;
amazing everyone at the ultra close-up shot he managed to get of her
sizable breasts from that vantage point.

   Next, Kit Pisces became the second girl to find herself suddenly topless
in the computer lab that day, and after her was Joe's turn to shine.  The
Alpha Tau Zetas marveled at his three second fully-clothed-to-naked
sharking of Sheryl Qualley, with a timer graphic on the screen
demonstrating how fast he'd accomplished the feat.

   But Sheryl's sharking was nothing compared to the round of applause he'd
gotten for removing four bikinis at once on live TV in even less time. 
Never in the history of sharking had such a feat been accomplished in such
little time, and likely never would again.  The four swimsuits were tacked
to the living room wall in Joe's honor, each one with the runner up ribbon
still attached.

   Rob earned a few pats on the back for remembering the fraternity code,
and giving his now ex-girlfriend Vicky a well-deserved televised sharking
while the entire campus was watching.

   After that, a display of still photos featuring Anna and Mandy's bikini
mud fight taken from social media appeared on the screen.  While it was not
an Alpha Tau Zeta-planned event, the boys were pleased all the same to have
a bonus feature on their video.  Joe winked at Anna as he watched her
exposed mud-splattered pussy appear on the screen, and she smiled and
continued beating him off while they watched.

   The 1812 Overture played on the video's soundtrack for the remaining
four sharkings.  Chris earned some applause for how doggedly he'd pursued
Pamela Wilson and stripped her nearly naked before she'd escaped.  His and
Andrew's acrobatics outside Xiao-Mei Wong's window left their brothers duly
impressed with their innovation and determination.

   Baxter's role in the sharking of Yasmine Legraf produced some laughs
from all of the fraternity members, and the bearded dragon earned some
extra meal worms for dinner that evening.

   The loudest cheers came last, for Kerry Zimmerman, wearing nothing but
her tiara on the balcony behind the Alpha Tau Zeta house.  When the image
of Kerry's trembling naked body faded into darkness, Joe's face appeared on
the screen again, loudly wishing the entire campus a happy Sharking Day.

   After congratulating each other on a successful day, the Alpha Tau Zetas
decided the time had come to determine the cup winner.  The cup was a
ceramic bowl with the house letters engraved on the side that was awarded
every year to the member who'd scored the most points for that year's
Sharking Day.

   The scoring system was simple.  For every girl sharked, the frat members
who'd participated in either sharking or capturing the event on video were
awarded one point.  Additional points were awarded for the level of nudity
attained.  For each nipple, pussy, or ass bared, one additional point was
awarded.  In the case of Anna, Chris had managed to remove her panties, and
Andrew was able to capture both her ass and pussy on camera.  For that,
Anna's sharking earned Andrew and Chris three points.

   Since Ken had failed to removed any of Carly Adams' undergarments, her
sharking was worth only one point for him and Rob.  Only seven of the
twenty-six girls sharked had been bared fully, in which they exposed both
breasts, their vulvas or pubic hair, and their asses, and had each of these
body parts captured on camera to earn their sharkers the full five points.

   There were bonus points awarded for particularly challenging feats.  For
sharking Jaclyn Evans and Erica Finnel at the same time, Ken and Rob's
score was doubled.  So while they earned three points for each girl, the
total was doubled, earning them twelve points for the two of them.

   Ken also earned bonus points for acting as his own cameraman for two of
the sharkings.  Since he'd sharked both Laura Patterson and Erin O'Neil
without Rob's help, he earned five bonus points for each of them on top of
the three points they were worth.

   But the most bonus points were issued to Joe; his masterful sharking of
Rachel Sutton, Samira Patel, Tiffany Cornell, and Nicole Urbauer all at
once earned him a quadruple score.  Each of the four runner-ups had
appeared on camera fully nude, front and back, making them worth five
points each.  After quadrupling the total score, Joe earned a whopping
eighty points for the four of them.  As Lewis had recorded the event off
live television, he was entitled to the eighty points as well.

   Lewis also earned points for capturing the sharkings of Kit Pisces and
Vicky Talbert, and every member of the fraternity earned five points for
their role in apprehending and sharking Kerry Zimmerman.

   When the scores were totaled, Andrew, Chris, and Matt were tied at 37
points, beating out Rob who'd earned 32.  Ken topped all of them with an
impressive 52.  But it was Joe who claimed the cup with his record-breaking
94 points, narrowly edging out Lewis who'd earned 92.

   Anna awarded Joe the cup, which she'd filled to the brim with beer
straight from the keg.  Joe washed down as much as he could before pouring
it down the throats of his brothers who knelt at his feet.

   Joe decided his prize would also include having sex with Anna, which he
did on the kitchen counter while the other frat members stood around them
cheered him on.  After filling her tight pussy with his man cream, he asked
her to provide honorary blowjobs to the other high-scorers.

   Andrew, Chris, Matt, Ken, Rob, and Lewis lined up, and one by one, Anna
sucked their cocks and thoroughly licked their balls until her mouth was
overflowing with cum.  When she was finished, the other fraternity members
got a chance to use her for a bukakke session.  Six at a time, the Alpha
Tau Zeta members gathered around her with their cocks in hand while she lay
on a coffee table; her body splayed out like a piece of meat, and the frat
boys basted her face, breasts, belly, legs and ass with semen.

   It was this act that helped Joe decide how Anna's future at Alpha Tau
Zeta could be determined.  She needed a place to stay and had nowhere to
go, but she served a vital, morale-building purpose in the fraternity.  Joe
proposed that Anna become the frat's official slut doll.  Any time a member
wished, he could use Anna for any sexual purpose he desired.

   Anna agreed to this, and signed a contract dictating that her mouth,
pussy, and anus were official property of Alpha Tau Zeta.  On the days in
which she was menstruating, her mouth or anus would be provided for the
sexual needs of any Alpha Tau Zeta member, or guest at the fraternity's
discretion.  The remaining days of the month, her vagina would also be
available for fraternal use, night or day with reasonable accommodations
made to her school and social schedule.

   Many of the boys excitedly fondled the blonde's naked body upon
realizing it now belonged to them.

   With Anna's title awarded, Lewis suggested that since the time had come
to upload the full sharking video to the fraternity's website, Anna, the
unofficial queen of Alpha Tau Zeta, should be the one to do the honors. 
Anna was greatly honored, and quickly wiped as much of the semen dripping
from her nude body as she could before following Lewis and Joe up to the
editing suite.

   Lewis logged into the website and clicked his way to the editing screen.
He then opened the folder in which the video was located, and selected the
completed version.  He moved the cursor over the upload button, and slid
his rolling chair to the side so that Anna could step forward.

   "Just click 'OK'," Lewis said.

   Anna grinned, and wiped a drop of semen from her forehead with the back
of her hand.  She took the mouse in her hand, placed her index finger on
the left button, and clicked.
   The End