Author's note: This story is fiction but may have some elements of truth. I'll let you decide. No one under 18 is involved in any erotic action or situation.
Part 3
The sorority was abuzz with fun gossip about my stunt at the initiation. All agreed that nothing like it had previously happened. The sisters were impressed.
On Saturday, we were called in for a sorority-wide meeting. When Deb and I arrived, the sisters who we'd not yet met came to introduce themselves. When I identified myself, they began laughing and congratulated me on originality. One whispered quietly, "Jackie, I've asked that you be allowed to join us on the entertainment committee. I'm the chair and I think you will add amazing creativity to our activities. Our president is thinking about it. You would be the first ever freshman to be on this committee."
The president called the meeting to order and again welcomed all the new members. The other members clapped and cheered. That set a great tone that continued for the next forty-five minutes. During that time, old business involving needed repairs to the parking lot behind the house came up. The bids were discussed, and the low one was selected. That company had done previous repairs around the house, and all were satisfied with the work. The total approved was $118,200. The next lowest bidder was $135,000.
The next item of business was to choose a caterer for the first major party of the year. It would be four weeks hence. The entertainment committee chair reported that she and two associated fraternity chairs had meet with three companies used successfully in the past. They recommended a minority-owned catering company that was famous for BBQ and soul food specialties. Almost everyone cheered. It was obviously a very popular choice.
The treasurer handed out copies of the finance report. The carryover bank balance from the prior school year was $1,758,595.31. The accounts receivable from dues were $82,220 and accounts payable were $32,100. All members were reminded that the first monthly installment was due in 10 days. We had to pay $2000 per year as membership fees. The president thanked the finance committee for their diligence in controlling expenses and meeting the budget targets.
The community outreach committee chair reported a project with a local shelter for abused women and children was taking shape. There would be a fund raiser and they planned for it to coincide with the first major party being organized by the entertainment committee. The plan was to have two sisters appear on local television shows to describe the need and give a phone number for donations. They would also solicit all fraternities and other sororities on campus for their help with car washes, raffles and direct donations. We want to have a direct donation table at the party for our guests to give. We'll issue them donation receipts and will need three sisters to help with that. This would be a chance for all Greeks to come together for a great cause and show the University leadership how we can help the community.
Committee assignments for the coming year was the next item of business. The president read all 42 member names and where they would work. Deb was assigned to the community outreach committee. That delighted her. She had always had a compassion for the less fortunate and her outgoing personality would be a big plus when trying to raise funds.
I was assigned to the entertainment committee. That was a preferred committee and many sisters had hoped to be assigned to it. I could feel some tension in the room as it appeared I'd been given preferred treatment. I would just have to work my butt off to prove I belonged.
When leaving the meeting, my cell rang. It was Bert.
"Hello," I said.
"Hi Jackie, this is Bert. I enjoyed our brief meeting last Tuesday and would very much like to see you again. Could we have dinner tomorrow evening?"
"Hi Bert. It's good to hear from you. I'd like that very much."
"Do you like Italian?"
"I love it."
"Great. Give me your address. Would 7:00 be good?"
I gave it to him and agreed to be picked up at that time. I'd been on campus just two weeks and already had a date with a very handsome guy who had licked my pussy. I was feeling good.
Thanks to the training in Geneva, my study habits were paying dividends. I was having a good time learning from excellent professors and their teaching assistants. The few times I was called on in class went well and I sounded like I knew the subject matter. Compared to the tough standards in the private schools I attended, the classes at Yale seemed too easy. I noticed, however, that some students seemed to be struggling, even at this early date.
As Saturday arrived, I began to worry about what to wear on my date with Bert. I assumed that the Italian restaurant would be informal but checked the website and on-line photos to see what others had worn. That convinced me to dress up and wear black slacks, a bright blue silk turtleneck and a grey V-neck sweater. That should show my assets without being showy.
When Bert knocked, I rushed to the door. He carried a gorgeous bouquet of fall flowers. I invited him in, thanked him for the lovely bouquet and asked him to have a seat. As I searched for a container that would be suitable for the flowers, he walked around the apartment.
"Jackie, I can't believe you've only been here two weeks. Your decorating is amazing. How did you find the time?"
"To be honest, my mom came for a few days and helped. She's a divorce attorney in Boston and was between cases."
"Did she go to law school here?"
"Yes, class of 1985. My dad was class of '84," I replied.
