For the boys and girls who aren't

The afternoon started as usual for me; finish classes, wrangle up the boys, grab a six pack and see what the night holds.

That night there would be a frat party to attend. While I never had an interest in joining the brotherhood, I did see the allure of their parties. So, when Aaron extended an invitation, I said yes.

The frat house smelled of cheap beer and urine and yet there were women inside,...