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it was coming towards the end of the ceremonial part of initiation, which took place in the soundproofed, extravagant basement of the house. the girls who remained, those who hadn’t chickened out once they’d realised the stakes of joining the sorority all seemed to try to look strong and unafraid but minty saw through every last one of them. she most likely going to be sorority president next year and she liked to wield that power before she even had it, getting third pick of the pledges after the president and the vice president made their choices. she scanned the row of girls but she’d already made a decision, staring at kat the majority of the night in her white nightgown, the same outfit all the girls had been given. “you. you’re mine.” she motioned her forward, waiting for her to cross the room and take her place kneeling beside her. she didn’t say anything to her, nor did she try to reassure her, she just reached down to run the tips of her fingers through her hair while they waited for it to be done, pretending as if she wasn’t playing with her food before she got to eat. 

sage didn’t even register a change after she’d accidentally been zapped with it, she just stood up a little straighter, blinked and then turned to stare at sophie. it was as if suddenly every logical reason that she’d been hiding the until recently uncomfortable attraction she had to the other girl. every single reason she’d been pretending they were just really good friends, cousins that got along better than other ones. sage never liked many people anymore, not after her mother had left — and then died. she found it difficult to make friendships last and just jumped in bed with whoever she wanted to. everyone except the girl in front of her, who she had to walk over to, had to reach out and touch. “sophie...” she said her name softly, twirling a bit of her hair between her fingers. it was overwhelming, the need for something, anything from her. “sophie, i want you.”

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it was the second time that week that audrey had brought a guy home from school. and it shouldn’t come as a surprise that it was a new one. this one had been taller, broader and a hell of a lot more experienced than the former. audrey had slept with a lot of guys -- men. some older than others. but she didn’t bring the older ones home, not when her brother was there. their parents were never home, so it wasn’t like they’d find out about her man hunting. sometimes she wondered why warren never went out to hang with his friends when she came home with a trophy. he knew what was going to happen once she locked the door to her bedroom. still, he spent an awfully amount of time in his own bedroom, doing god knows what. he’d told her multiple times that he listened to music, so she didn’t have to worry about making noises. even if he hadn’t, she’d never keep it down. the moaning, crying and the dirty talk was all part of the fun. without it the session would get boring in an instant. audrey knew what needed to be done to make a man scream in pleasure. first she would tease them with her tongue, then drag her nails down their chest or back, next she would trail kisses up or down their neck and whisper dirty things in their ear, before pushing them deep inside. it worked every time. except for this time, she’d actually gotten something in return. and she loved it. it wasn’t until after he’d left, she realized she still had warren’s earphones in her gym bag from yesterday. fuck. she quickly grabbed them and went straight for warren’s bedroom. knocking was overrated. she stepped right in, throwing the earphones at him. “here. i totally forgot i had them. i’m so sorry.” ( no, she wasn’t ) “i hope we weren’t too loud,” she said with a little smirk.