4

To get her mind off it, she looked the old house over. Old it might be, but it was well maintained and the lawns manicured. At first, she wondered if the place was a fraternity or sorority house but there were no signs or symbols. It was across town from the college and fraternity row. She assumed it was a private home.

Inside, the house was beautifully furnished and the large rooms were ornate. It reminded Julie of pictures she had seen in magazines, the ones from houses owned by old money. Everything looked expensive and was placed just so. Some decorator had made a small fortune off this place.

Most of the three dozen couples at the party were scattered throughout the living room, dinning room, and the kitchen. There was music from a stereo playing everywhere. Greg took her hand and they made the rounds. Everyone was dressed nice and Greg had been right about all the girls wearing dresses. He was also right about them not wearing anything under their dresses.

Several of the girls were showing more skin than Julie thought was possible or necessary. There was even one girl in a red dress very much like the one she had tried on at the store. With a grin, Julie decided she might just have to go back and buy it. That dress would blow Greg's mind.

Almost all of the guys were football players or from the baseball team. All the girls were gorgeous. Julie was a little overwhelmed and felt slightly out of place with all these beautiful people. She felt like the ugly duckling at a swan convention.

As they made their way through the kitchen, Greg snagged himself a beer and her, a coke. They moved back to the dinning room and then wandered towards the living room.

"Well, what do you think so far?" he asked, as they stood in the doorway to the living room.

Julie was looking around as she sipped on the soda. Couples sat around or stood around in small groups. She noticed a lot of them would turn and look at her from time to time. Most would smile or grin. She took that as a good sign.

"Everyone is so nice and they all look so great," Julie replied softly.

"You look great too, so don't let it get to you. You're one of the prettiest girls here. I've noticed the other guys checking you out and a few of the girls too," he reassured her with a grin.

Julie had noticed it too. It sent shivers up and down her spine to be standing here naked under her dress and the looks she got just made her more excited. Most were looks of appreciation but a few had been down right lustful. Those had made her nervous but at the same time, made her pussy tighten up.

Her level of horniness was way up the scale and Greg didn't know how much trouble he would be in by the time she left this party. From the way her clit was all tingly and pulsing, it wouldn't take much to make her come. She could feel the wetness of her sex when she shifted her hips.

A group of five girls caught her eye. They stood alone by the fireplace. They were as beautiful as any of the others here, more so in one case. Everywhere she had been, so far it had been couples which made them seem odd and out of place. They were also watching her and several other girls very closely. The girls they were watching were freshmen like herself.

Julie and Greg were talking to a small group near the center of the room when Julie again noticed the five girls by the fireplace. They held an animated conversation for a moment and then split up, all except one who remained by the fireplace. She saw Julie looking her way and grinned. When Julie smiled and waved the girl turned away sharply.

A little while later, people started to fill the room and Julie and four other girls found themselves in the center of everyone, surrounded completely, their dates at their back. Julie's little voice was back screaming at her but she didn't want to listen.

Her eyes darted around the room taking in the grinning faces before her. She had a strange, sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach as the circle of people all faced the center of the room and the five freshmen.

Julie felt like running but there was nowhere to go. Her mouth was dry and she licked her lips. Was this some kind of initiation or welcoming ceremony? She looked around at the other four freshmen. They all looked as nervous as she did. She turned and looked at Greg.

He grinned and nodded. "Everything will be fine. You're a winner, remember?"

Julie tried to calm her nerves. She didn't like the idea of being the center of attention. Her palms felt sweaty and she had to force herself not to wipe them on her dress. Her mouth felt even drier and licking her lips didn't help any at all.

The crowd parted and the beautiful brunette from the fireplace made her way through the ring of people. The four other girls were right behind her. They all wore smug smiles and Julie could see the laughter in their eyes. She felt like running again but Greg put his hands on her shoulders and she remained still.

"Ok, settle down everyone, it's time to see who the winner is this year," the brunette said loudly, the smirk on her face changing to a broad smile.

The girl paused and looked around. She looked familiar but Julie couldn't place where she had seen her before. Julie couldn't remember being introduced to her. Then she remembered. Her name was Barbara and she was one of the school cheerleaders. The head cheerleader if memory served.

She was shorter than Julie by several inches. A little Barbie doll. Her light blue dress almost matched her eyes. She should have been blonde her eyes were so blue. Her dress was short at the hem and low cut at the top. The body it revealed was trim, tight, and athletic. Julie marveled at the amount of cleavage showing and briefly wondered what kept them in.

Barbara looked up and down the line of freshmen, her smile becoming hard and thin. Julie swallowed tightly under her stare. The girl might be short but she had a commanding presence. Julie knew she hated her, if for no other reason than she made her feel inferior.

"Show of hands only. Bra!" Barbara barked out sharply.

Greg raised his hand. The one that had been on her right shoulder. All the other girl's dates did the same, except one. Julie looked around in disbelief. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening, her little voice screamed. It was too late to listen now, she realized, the sinking feeling back in the pit of her stomach.

Barbara shook her head and motioned to the couple. "You're out." She commanded, "This is going to cost you big time. I'll figure out a fitting punishment for you later."