Volume 2: Knocking on Heaven's Door Chapter 80 New Member Induction Party
If last night's recruiting party was an opportunity for each fraternity to invite alumni from previous fraternities to stand on the stage and show off the heritage and strength of their own fraternity to the Stanford freshmen.
So the new members' initiation party at 8 o'clock tonight is the first time for the selected new members to experience the madness and indulgence of a fraternity party.
Moreover, for most freshmen, getting an invitation to attend this party does not mean that you have become an official member of the fraternity, but it means that you are eligible to participate in the next selection of the fraternity. This party gives you some sweet things and enjoy some benefits of the fraternity, and then you will have to face the upcoming freshman hell selection, which usually lasts four to six weeks. After six weeks, you will pass the tricky assessment and be considered an official member of the fraternity.
Sparta, the fraternity house of SSD, was completely different tonight than it was last night. The entire hall was transformed into a huge dance floor with all kinds of light balls, sequins, champagne, beer, and even a full-height steel pipe stage in the center.
At this time, eleven freshmen including Tommy were arranged to sit at the door. They could only watch from afar at the stage inside. A dozen hot blonde girls in high school uniforms and short skirts were dancing on the stage. The fraternity members under the stage were holding beers. They only needed to raise their heads slightly to see the thighs and deeper parts of those girls, and they exclaimed from time to time.
"The hot girls on the stage are the newcomers selected by BDP this year, and you bastards are our newcomers in SSD. Do you know what the difference is?" The party manager of SSD said to the eleven people in front of him with a stern face.
Next to him, there was someone using a handheld video camera, pointing the camera at the eleven rookies, apparently to record their performance tonight.
Jason was the first to raise his hand. The party manager motioned for him to speak. Jason immediately said, "There are thirteen girls on the other side, and we have eleven men. This means someone needs to put in more physical effort. I am willing to take on this responsibility, sir!"
"You're good at math, kid. You've made a damn good impression on me!" The party manager laughed, pointed at Jason, and then looked at everyone:
"Do you know what the first newcomer assessment is? Let us remember your name. We are going to have a lot of fun tonight. There are sixty or seventy people in the two fraternities, and we will assess twenty-four of you. You need to make us remember your name when we wake up the next day with a hangover. So, be a clown or show off. Do everything you can to make everyone remember you. If you can't even attract the attention of sixty or seventy people, the twenty thousand living alumni of SSD will have no interest in knowing you, the nameless ones! So, if you really have the ability, use your charm to attract three girls who are willing to sleep with you, so that everyone will remember you! Welcome to SSD!"
After saying that, the party manager made way for the door behind him and the eleven rookies walked in. Except for Tommy, the other ten looked like elementary school students visiting the White House for the first time. They were excited but also a little nervous.
BDP is worthy of its reputation as the Blonde Club. At this moment, all the more than 30 beautiful girls in the audience have blonde hair. Tommy picked up a bottle of beer and walked to the front of the stage. Like other fraternity members, he watched the girls dancing on the stage with a relaxed look.
Ten minutes later, the newcomers of the Blonde Society walked off the stage as the music ended. Charles, the president of SSD, jumped on the stage, holding the microphone in his hand and shouted to the men and women in the audience: "The new girls of BDP have shown themselves. Next, let's welcome the queens of BDP to come on stage and teach those girls what seduction is!"
Several obviously mature girls from BDP came on stage amid countless cheers, and started dancing erotically with skillful movements. The newcomers before could only be described as dancing passionately, but at this time the dancing postures of these girls were obviously different. A few simple and light movements such as touching the chest, thrusting the hips and lifting the legs made the boys in the audience stare in amazement.
After the fraternity president Charles finished his announcement, he returned to the second floor. He now stood in front of the corridor railing with his arm around Eric's shoulders, staring at the dance floor below: "I hope the country boy you're attracted to doesn't get splashed with champagne by the girls."
"I don't think that's going to happen, and I bet this guy will get to know some new guy at BDP well tonight," Eric said with certainty.
In fact, the reason why Charles said this is because the class segregation in the United States is very obvious. For example, Tommy Hawke and those seemingly open and extroverted blonde girls all seem to have blonde hair, but in fact, they have received completely different education since birth. It’s nothing for these girls to dance and drink with Tommy at the same party. It’s just to show themselves and expand their social circle. But if they want them to become friends with a guy from a rural public high school and be willing to join forces, it depends on whether the personal charm of this guy named Tommy Hawke is strong enough to make those girls ignore his family background.
When a more attractive girl with more seductive dancing and charm appeared on the stage, Tommy was not as fascinated as the other newcomers. He turned and left the stage, walking towards the sofa in the distance. A dozen new female dancers who had just finished dancing were sitting on the sofa to rest, and occasionally chatted with some boys who came up to chat with them.
"Katherine Winters?" Tommy looked at her from a distance and finally chose a girl with a sweet smile and a somewhat innocent expression on her face. He took two glasses of champagne, walked in front of her, handed one of the glasses to her, and then spoke gently: "We have met before, remember, in a recording of Nickelodeon. If I remember correctly, you are from Manchester Private High School in New Hampshire, right?"
The girl was whispering with her companions. When she heard what Tommy said, she looked up at him and reached out to take the champagne. "No... I mean... I did go to Nickelodeon to record a show, but I don't think I've seen you, and I'm sure my name is not Katherine Winters, and I'm not from New Hampshire."
"Tommy Hawke, I worked as a program producer on Nickelodeon for a while when I was in high school. I'm sorry, maybe I have heard too many names, so I remembered your name wrong. I'm pretty sure I have seen you on Nickelodeon." Tommy extended his hand to the other party and introduced himself.
"Renee, Renee Moore." The girl shook hands with Tommy politely and said.
"You've been a producer at a TV station?" A blonde girl next to him asked Tommy in surprise, "Cool, I've only ever been to a live show. Which show?"
"'Caribbean Quest' is a summer variety show with a decent return rate. It should be filming the second season this year, but I will not be the producer of the second season because I have come to Stanford to study computer science and turned down the TV job." Tommy sat on the sofa and stretched out his hand to the other party: "What's your name, Miss?"
"Holly Keener, social engineering at Stanford University." The girl shook hands with Tommy and said.
"I remember it. It's a summer camp program, right? A group of high school students living in a summer camp in the Caribbean." At the same time, after hearing what Tommy said, the girl named Renee finally remembered some of her memories. She looked at Tommy Hawke with obvious appreciation: "Wow, you produced that program? I actually became a college classmate with a TV producer?"
"I guess you must have noticed the last subtitles when watching the show. The co-producer column says Tommy Hawke, for sure." Tommy looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "Actually, I'm not here to flirt with you. Of course, it can be considered a flirtation, but not the kind you think. Although I'm not involved in the production of the second season, the TV station hopes that I can provide some ideas, so I'm actually doing an investigative report. When I saw Renee, I thought she was an old friend, so I wanted to ask her to do a survey. Holly, if you're interested, you can also participate. I need a lot of people's opinions."
Renee became interested. "What investigation? Regarding the show, I am willing to cooperate, but unfortunately, I was busy attending various summer camps at the time and did not watch the show carefully. If you ask some questions about the first season, I am afraid I will not be able to answer them."
Holly also nodded. She was even worse than Renee and had never watched the show.
"You don't need to have watched the first season. It's just some routine questions." Tommy smiled and said to the two of them, "The first question is, tell me your most profound impression of the Caribbean Sea. You can only use two words."
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"Get up, ghost! Get up and let them see your magic." Tommy Hawke sat on the sofa, spread a napkin flat on his crotch, and put his hands above the napkin as if summoning something. The napkin followed Tommy's summons.
Renee and Holly, along with six or seven other BDSM girls, covered their mouths and laughed. Renee looked a little tipsy, and said, "Tommy, you're going too far. That's not a ghost at all. We all know what it is. You lecher, if I lift up the napkin now, you'll be so embarrassed that you'll wish you had never been here tonight. "
"Really? You already know it's a spoon?" Tommy heard Renee's words, and before she finished speaking, he lifted up the napkin and took out a spoon from it and placed it against his abdominal muscles. Every time he contracted his abdomen, the other end of the spoon would slightly rise up under the napkin.
When the answer was revealed, Renee covered her face with her hands, lowered her head, and muttered something. The other girls laughed even more happily when they saw that their friends had guessed the wrong answer. Holly asked loudly beside them:
"Renee, we don't know what it is, how come you knew it was a spoon? Or to put it another way, why do you say Tommy, who only uses a spoon to perform magic, is a pervert?"
Renee put her hands on Tommy's shoulders, rested her head on his shoulders, and said with a smile, "Help me, Tommy, explain to them that I actually know what it is. I don't want to be embarrassed by them for four years."
"OK, I have another game. I guarantee that they will forget what you just said, but I need your cooperation as an assistant." Tommy stood up with a smile, leaned over and extended his hand, inviting Renee. Renee shook Tommy's hand in return and stood up from the sofa.
Tommy looked at the girls and said mysteriously, "Everyone, this magic trick is called vanishing."
Charles rubbed his face at the railing on the second floor, took out twenty dollars from his pocket and handed it to Eric next to him. He then looked at the rookies in the lobby on the first floor who had not yet been able to successfully chat up girls and said, "You win. Compared to this guy, the guys we chose are more like country folk who have never seen the world. This guy can have so much fun with six or seven girls by himself, so what did he learn in four years of high school?"
At eleven o'clock, the others stopped dancing and returned to the sofa to drink and rest, and started chatting up girls. At this time, Renee and Holly were already drunk and their faces were red. The two girls dragged Tommy Hawke and a few bottles of wine, and were clamoring to find a quiet place to play Truth or Dare.
Seeing Tommy leaving with the two hot girls, Jason, who had just danced and was sweating, cursed at the other rookies beside him: "I thought the dance was over and the flirting was just beginning, but Tommy has already successfully left with two girls! Does anyone know how Tommy did it?"
"It seemed like that guy covered his xx with a napkin and showed it to the girls..." A rookie tried to recall and said to Jason: "I'm not sure, I was watching the hot girls dancing at the time, I just barely saw some, it seems like that."
Jason's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at his rookie companions: "Guys, we have to work hard! Come on, show the girls what we have!"
