Date: Fri, 7 Aug 2009 14:08:14 -0700 (PDT) From: D One Subject:
Private Training "Will you stop fidgeting Argyle?" Mr. Thompson
looked over his glasses at his class. Several laughed and made
comments he couldn't quite discern. Dan Argyle muttered, "Sorry
Sir". He had been fidgeting. He couldn't help it. It was only
Wednesday and he had three days left to endure what the
fraternity, his future brothers, demanded of him. Fraternities
weren't allowed on campus. But in the neighborhood there were
several living clubs for both male and females. In fact these
"clubs" were actually fraternities and sororities. The School
knew it but couldn't do anything about it since they were not on
the College Campus. And since the residents aka members were
from more then one school, there was no legal association. Dan
stood and stretched his jeans. The class ended. "Sorry Sir, this
will be over this week" he smiled and pointed to the leather
collar he word. Mr. Thompson looked at the free faced student.
He wore a black leather