by Larry Malone (Copyright 2016) I was never much of a drinker, but by the time I was a sophomore in college and a member of a national fraternity, that all changed. For awhile I was drinking so much it almost became a second college major for me, but in a way my fraternity provided me with a unique and unexpected cure. It was during “rush week” when all the fraternities held open house parties to impress and recruit new members, that my drinking got out of hand and got the better of me. At our open house, as all other houses, all the fraternity brothers were blowjob expected to help with hosting duties during the party as well as help Hardcore with the recruitment process by working the room and really making those students we wanted to join our house to feel especially welcomed. On the day our house rush party started I missed the pre-party meeting since I was a classroom european test-proctor and arrived late. 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