At the party, the smell of alcohol and sweat filled the air.
Anita and Bridget hit the dance floor, dancing and twerking their bodies, while Helen smiled and stayed in the corner, watching several students having fun.
"Come on, Helen. Have some drinks," Tasha said, passing a glass of drink to Helen.
Helen declined. She had obviously read stories where people got drugged at frat parties like this, and she didn't want to get drunk.
Shirtless guys filled the room, some of them looking at her with pure lust.
Helen clenched her thighs together, as her blue dress was so short and she didn't want to send the wrong signal to anyone.
If Tasha had not convinced Helen to come along, Helen would have been resting in her room and preparing to leave for home.
"Come on, Helen!" Tasha squealed as t
