Frat House Pranks…
My hands twist and turn around my steering wheel to release my nervous tension. It's not like they tried to hold me down and pull the damn kilt up.
"I had a delivery to make to the Sig Eps on Rosemond. They were having a kegger for…well for no reason probably because they're all cocky ass jocks and like to drink. I got to the door expecting the jeers and comments about what kind of dudes wear skirts and I wasn't disappointed." It's at this part of the story that I smile.
There were women at this kegger.
Lots of women.
"So I'm standing there waiting for the dick with the money to stop slurring obscenities and pay me when three girls walk by and stop. The way they looked me up and down was a little degrading but it got the guys to shut the hell up. When all three girls started stuffing cash in my kilt I swear you could see the wheels turning in a couple of the frat boys heads." I shrug and put the car into drive and pull out slowly. "I think the final nail was hammered in when one of the chicks reached back and grabbed my ass before grabbing my pen and writing her name on my hand."
Bella's been quiet through this exchange so I chance a look in her direction.
She's scowling.
This doesn't bode well.
Happy Monday, dearies! Hope it's going well. Love to our bornonhalloween for she is traveling today! Kisses dear!
xoxo
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