High Voltage/Gamma PantsE4
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*[[High Voltage/Gamma PongE4|Let's play some beer pong!]] | *[[High Voltage/Gamma PongE4|Let's play some beer pong!]] | ||
*[[High Voltage/Gamma ElseE4|Let's see what else is going on!]] | *[[High Voltage/Gamma ElseE4|Let's see what else is going on!]] | ||
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Current revision as of 21:38, 3 May 2015
I reached for the crop top and it slid it over my head. I stepped into the black pants, although they required a little effort to get into. I grabbed a pair of black heels and sat down on the bed to put them on. They had very delicate straps which ran around my feet. I stood up and nearly fell over, but I regained my balance. I took a few steps around the room to get my sea legs and watched myself in the mirror.
I sat down in front of the mirror in my room to apply some makeup. There were a lot of different options, and I didn't really understand them all. I picked up a black item, removed the cap, and determined it was a brush for my eyelashes. I leaned forward, close to the mirror and spun the brush on my lashes. I was stumbling, but I think I applied it correctly. My lashes looked longer, but maybe that was just my imagination. I selected a shade of red lipstick and puckered at the mirror. I took a deep breath, and then with a steady hand, I ran the lipstick around my mouth. I admired my work in the mirror and smiled. I looked at the rest of the cosmetics and decided to quit while I was ahead and I headed back out to the common area.
Sarah looked stunning. She curled her hair and was wearing a dark gray dress. She appeared to size up my outfit when I greeted her, and then grabbed me by the arm, and lead me out the door.
Gamma Delta wasn't the biggest fraternity on campus, but they threw some of the better parties. Apparently things hadn't changed that much since I was in school, although I don't remember there being parties on weeknights. It could be that they just didn't invite other guys to their weeknight parties.
I followed Sarah as she seemed to know where she was headed. She stopped behind a staircase and lifted the lid off of a cooler. She grabbed two beers and passed one to me. "I think they are playing beer pong in the garage," Sarah said to me, "Or we can head into the living room and see what is going on there."
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