What Was Fun For College Girls May Not Be Fun For Mothers

As students in a large State University I belonged to a sorority. I learned to refer to my fellow sorority members as sisters. Our sorority paid close attention to a certain fraternity, wash and fold weekends, kitchen and bathroom clean up. They reciprocated, brought their tools to hang shelving, carwash weekends, oil change and tire rotations. Not to mention the many come over for dinner evenings.

For one of the weekend of us sister's showing appreciation to our fraternity brothers, we came up with a go commando weekend. For those couple of girls who had a problem flashing their asses to ass hungry boys, we had extra small commando thongs. The excitement was palpable, a nice weather weekend.

The boys were just excited as we were. By the end of the weekend the two hold out girls had lost their thongs. The story has been told that more than one boy lost his virginity to some libertine sorority sister. I for one guarded my virginity, but conceded to giving a blowjob. The weekend lived on in the annals of fraternity sorority relationship.

Now as adult hardworking single mothers, my sorority sister suggested a commando weekend. A little heavier, more curvy for sure. Went out clubbing, but it wasn't much fun. No one hit on us. We went home feeling silly.