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Klub Rape Vol. 4 - Harm's Universe ©
« on: May 25, 2016, 07:00:57 PM »
(**DISCLAIMER**  - This is fiction. Don't do anything like this in real life; reality has laws against this type of behavior for a good reason. If this story fuels a disconnect with reality in you so deep that you can't stop yourself from acting it out on unwilling participants, then that shit's in you, it's straight up Gatorade!  And I'd appreciate it if you got some help and didn't continue to read my stories!)

The Fraternal Order of Kappa Rho

The boys of KR were part of a longstanding tradition at Langston Prep. Kappa Rho was a tradition that had been passed down for generations, no one quite knows how it began as its founding members have held that secret close to the chest; but the tradition lives on. Each year two new inductees are added to the existing 6 members. These 8 boys carry on the proud tradition of formally introducing young girls to their worst fears.  Kappa Rho, when discussed amongst mixed company, but to the boys it was, is and always will be Klub Rape!

Victor Banks-
African American, Senior, President, The Planner, Son of African Prince
Eli Rothenberg- Jewish, Senior, VP, Mother owns 12% of all diamonds sold domestically
KGB- Junior, Real Name Unknown, Russian, Master at Arms, Muscle, Father ex-KGB
Rafi Hershey- Sophomore, American, Kappa Rho dynasty, father was KR Class of 75, founding member.
Oliver “Bear” Johns – Sophomore , Caucasian, Son of wealthy entrepreneur and engineer, star athlete, junior national power lifting
Roy “Hammer” Hamm – British Exchange student, connections to a less than savory overseas drug lord, Mother was a former spy for MI-6, tech savant
Jason McAvoy – Father was founding member, Old Oil Money from Texas, Reckless & boisterous, usually known to be a hothead, invited out of tradition.
Omar Abdul – Old Money from the Middle East, parents unknown. Brilliant, chemical engineering prodigy, Quiet and contemplative.

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Chapter 4: Sharing is Caring


   Senator Watson has had quite a night.  Unable to alert anyone to the situation concerning his daughters, he had no choice but compliance.  The shipping container #525A38-2 in Boston’s Massport was released and the contents taken to a pickup point in an unmarked truck.  The senator was a nervous wreck, having only one of his personal security guards accompany him at the pickup point halfway between Boston, and Langston Prep at an abandoned rest station.  


FOUR HOURS EARLIER...

   Claire Watson is beginning to awaken from her drug-induced nap, she had been unburdened from their clothes long ago, and had her panties stuffed in her mouth, which was covered in duck tape.  Laid face down, hands bound behind her back she felt like she’d been hit with a ton of bricks.  The drugs had done quite a number on her, the room is hazy, still askew and spinning, but Omar begins to emerge into focus.


 “Welcome back.” He says with a smile.  Closing the case he was working with on the table in front of her he joins her on the floor.  “Now, I know you’re thinking; ‘where are we, why are we here, and a million other things,” He places his hand reassuringly on her shoulder. “Let me just tell you, you’re safe. He smiles, despite her predicament a small part of Claire wants to believe him.  As her mind is calmed she realizes her sister is nowhere to be found.  Her eyes dart wildly around the room attempting to squirm her body into a better vantage point.  “Ah!” Omar says grabbing her shoulders firmly holding her in place. “You must be looking for Jane?” He asks calmly.  Claire nods.  “Well like I said,” he begins helping Claire to a seated position, “You’re safe. But Jane…not so much.” As Claire’s body is spun around she sees her sister tied to a coffee table, naked, surrounded on all sides.  Four boys stand lustfully looking down as if Jane was a piece of fresh meat.  

“Aaaaayyyyeee” Claire moans loudly through her gag before Omar spins her back around.  She catches his eyes, stern and deliberate.  

“Here’s the problem, we need to make a video for your dad you see, he’s waiting on your performance. And it wont mean as much from Jane, you see we know her hole has taken enough wood to be a forest.  But rumor has it you’re still a card carrying member of the V-Team.” Claire looks up bewildered.  “You’re a virgin right?” Omar says clearing things up as Claire nods.

There is a long awkward silence between the two as Omar just lets the question and answer linger in the space between them and smiles as Claire finally figures out what he is asking of her.  She shakes he head avidly no.  “Ahhh-caaannnn” She moans trying to express her desire not to have her first time be this dreadful moment.

“You hear that guys, she can!” Omar says with a smile, Claire turns back to see the faces of the four boys light up, as they each begin stroking their cocks. Disgust runs through her stomach. Shaking her head back shouting muffled no’s at Omar.  “What’s that? No?”  He feigns shock and disbelief.  “Sorry guys, apparently she doesn’t want to get gangbanged, huh,” he shrugs, “who knew?”  Picking Claire up he props her on the couch behind him, and sits down next to her his arm holding her close.  “Well that only leaves us one thing to do.” Omar smiles and nods to KGB, who grabs the syringe off the table that Jane is tied to.  

He presses the needle into her arm, and plunges the entirety of  the clear liquid into Jane, it takes about 2 seconds for the adrenaline to kick in, her muscles tense and she screams through the gag.  Claire jumps in shock as her sister snaps awake.  Suddenly Claire watches as her sister begins writing in pain, screams more horrifying than anything she’d ever heard, Claire’s eyes desperately turn to Omar who is gleefully watching his chemical cocktail take its effect on the restrained teen.  “If you’re wondering what’s happening,” he calmly begins, “your sister is experiencing acute neuropathy.” Claire again looks confused but this time a clear panic has also set in.  “The drug we gave her is sending her nervous system into overdrive, and she’s experiencing a pain I cant even imagine.  Claire watches in dismay as her sister screams and writhes in pain.

She turns to Omar shouting intelligible words through the gag. He smiles, “I’m sorry what?” He says unable to understand her.  “Ah, let me get that for you.” He says snatching the tape from Claire’s mouth.  

“PLEASE STOP!” she screams immediately.  “I’ll do it, I’ll do whatever you want, just please make that stop!” Claire is frantic.  

“That’s quite alright, I think raping your sister while she’s in this much pain could be fun.” Omar says so matter of factly that is actually shocks Claire. They were serious, if she didn’t put a stop to it not only would the pain continue but what she could only imaging to be a savage rape would ensue.

“I SWEAR I WILL DO WHATEVER YOU NEED! FUCK ME IN THE BUTT, OR THE MOUTH, SLAP ME, I DON’T CARE JUST PLEASE STOP HURTING HER, PLEASE!” Claire’s pleas were exactly what they needed.  

KGB pulls out another syringe, and pushes it into Jane’s arm, as Omar takes the liberty to cut Claire free of her bonds.  The second she is free she rushes over to Jane, kneeling and brushing her hair from her face. She is covered in sweat and bewildered by what has just happened to her.  Claire removes the tape from Jane’s mouth pulling out the panties that were gagging her. “WHAT THE FUCK!?” Jane cries out as the two girls sob together at the table helplessly.

“Time to pay the piper,” Omar says with a smile, Claire looks back to see he has disrobed like the rest of the boys.  Omar makes his way to Claire, pulling her away from a frantic Jane who is just beginning to take everything in.  Victor looks down at her and waves while smiling. “Here’s how this is going to work. You’re going to sit right there on that couch.  You’re going to sit right there. You’re going to face that camera,” Omar says pointing to the camera Bear and Hamm are setting up.  “There are few drugs on the table, some X, blow…whatever you want really, and vodka if that helps, but you’re going to sit there and no matter what happens to you, you’re going to smile, moan, lick, fuck, suck and degrade yourself for daddy. If you don’t.” Victor suddenly plops down beside the Claire, syringe in hand.  

“If you stop, or try to explain to the camera what is happening, we will stick this in your arm, and fuck you raw while you experience the worst pain imaginable.” There is a sick smirk on his face as he explains Claire’s future. “Shall we begin?” Claire's mind is far a field but she nods.  Victor taps her leg and points to the table at the assortment of pills.  “Try the red one and two of the blues.  It’ll help keep you wet, and the blue will make sure you’re high enough that you don’t even care that we’re not going to be using condoms.”  A look of repulsion covers Claire’s face. “As for you,” he says getting up directing his attention to Jane, “If you make so much as a peep during any of this and we’ll pump you so full of whatever the hell he put in these and make you beg us to kill you. Understood.”  Having had a taste of the hell that syringe can bring Jane quickly nods. “Glad we all understand each other…let’s begin.”

Claire watches as the scene is set and the red light at the front of the camera illuminates. Seniority takes precedent and Victor, masks up, with a mask made eerily in Senator Watson’s likeness.  And walks to the couch, stopping in front of Claire she flashes a half hearted smile to him and then the camera. “You can do better than that sweetie.” Her stomach rolls, it takes all of her control to force a believable smile, “open up.” She does, and the mask moves Victor grabs his dick and releases a hot stream of piss across the unsuspecting girls face. Claire shrieks, gags, spits and turns her head, as Victor continues to spray her body with piss. Laughing uncontrollably as he does.  “Tell us how much you like it baby.” He says coldly.

Claire dry heaves but eventually manages to compose herself the 15 year old having never imagined she’d be forced to suffer such humiliation fights back tears and smiles up at the mask of her father. “I-I love when you pee on me.” Victor’s cock jumps to full attention at the such a lewd sight.

“Time to fuck,” he says grabbing a handful of Claire’s now piss soaked hair. And escorting her around the couch, wasting no time he throws her over the back of it, for a moment the terrified eyes of Claire and Jane meet, how did this happen, how did they end up-

“AHHHHH!” Claire screams out as she feels Omar’s head enter her.  There wasn’t any pain (yet) just the unexpected sensation of a cock that she had never seen slowly sliding into her.  

Omar leans over, smiling at Jane who looks away unable to watch her sister being defiled.  “You’re gonna wish you’d taken the red pill.” He says as he increases the force at her little hole. Inch by agonizing inch he slides in until he hits her hymen.  “Jesus!” Omar exclaims, “looks like we were right, we have ourselves a genuine virgin in our midst guys.” Cheers erupt in the room as Claire head is lowered in shame.  Pulling Claire’s face up by her hair he points her at the camera, “tell everyone how proud you are to be a virgin.”

“I-I” she sniffles wiping her the streaks her mascara has left on her cheeks from stay tears and musters a convincing smile. She look into the lens, “I’ve always been proud to be a-“ **WHAM** Omar with Claire’s hips gripped tight drives 7” of cock into the unsuspecting girls body.  “AHHHHHHHHHHHHH” her legs kick behind her as she’s forced forward from the impact.

“Not anymore you’re not.” He says laughing from behind the mask.  Claire was given very little time to recover as he withdrew himself quickly only to plunge back into her.  His violent thrusts were sharp and jabbing over and over again.


The room echoed with the serenade of “Agghhhhh”  Each time Omar would grind into her, and “OUUUWWWWWW!” Whenever his cock would stab violently at her.  She look up momentarily, seeing Hamm holding up a cue card reading ‘smile for daddy. As she scowled KGB picks up a new syringe and holds the tip at Jane’s arm who frantically looks to Claire for help.  A forced smile slowly plays across her face only to be removed but another piercing jab to her tight little hole.  

“Fuck, that pussy is remarkable!”  Omar howls as his blood stained cock slips from a conflicted Claire.  Just like that her virginity was gone, to a boy who she didn’t even know.  “Who’s next?”

NEXT?! She thought looking up to see Bear, the mountain that he was making his way around the couch.  As he turned facing her she saw what looked to be a thick 10” dangling between his legs.  The sheer mass made it hang low even when rock hard. “Please no.” She softly laments.

“Open wide.” Bear calmly says smiling at Omar then Claire.  Claire believing she’s about to receive another shower of piss closes her eyes and opens her mouth. Gripping her head tightly Bear stuffs a good 4” into her mouth, “Now that you’re ripped up all nice we shouldn’t need anymore lube but just in case I want to bust that ass open later” he says before letting out a satisfied moan.  “We better get this nice and wet.”

“Haugh!”
“UGH!”
“UGGFFFFF!” Claries head bobs vigorously, though not of her own control as Bear get about 6 inches into her throat before pulling out, to let her breathe.  Her ragged gasps are short but enough for Bear to jam himself back inside without suffocating her.  

“Bear, you really have to learn to share.” Omar says, Claire feels his hands leave her hips as he makes his way around the couch.  Bear unclutches Claire’s head and assumes the position behind her. Omar grabs Claire’s chin admiring the devastation he and Bear hath wrought but knowing it’s far from over. “Tongue out,” he says as Claire feels the Bear’s monster cock position at her already aching hole.  “Tongue out and ill tell bear to go slow.” Omar places his blood coated cock an inch from Claire’s mouth. The outright look of disgust was tempered when she remembered what was at stake.  With no more delay Claire lets her brain turn off and her pink little tongue stick out. “C’mon, balls to tip, you know the drill slut.”

Claire’s stomach churns as she tastes her own blood, her tongue starting at Omar balls she begins to work her way up. Streak after streak she cleans him, eyes closed attempting to imagine she is anywhere else Omar and Bear know this is the perfect time to bring her back to reality. Gently Omar lets his hands guide his cock into Claire’s waiting mouth.  Having seen her sister perform this many times before she knew was expected.  Her lips pursed and formed a tight ring around Omar’s hear. Moans as she begins to take him in. KGB zooms in as inch after inch vanishes into her mouth.  Just as she is about to take the last inch Bear reminds her how truly terrible her situation is. 5 inches of thick cock slide into her and unlike Omar there was still a lot more to go. “GAAAAAAAAAAAAA” is all she can manage to scream with a mouthful of cock.

Their assault is relentless each thrust from Bear not only ripped her delicate walls further but forced her forehead against Omar’s stomach and his cock down her thorat.  Omar clamped onto her head and took twenty deep hard strokes into her mouth.  The tears couldn’t be stopped. This was too much. She quietly cried as two boys tear into her from opposite ends. As Omar steps back saliva rolls from Claire’s mouth and down her chin onto the couch. After 5 straight minutes of bracing herself and wincing its everything she can do to catch her breath when suddenly a cock of a decidedly different shape and size is rammed into her mouth.  

Her eyes open and she sees Victor’s thick veiny cock stretching her lips.  It wasn’t nearly as long as Bear’s but it took up every cubic inch of space in her mouth.   “Let’s see you take it all little Claire, daddy will be impressed.” She closes her eyes doing her best to take him all in.  She’d never considered being with a black guy before, and as her lips showed, the rumors about endowment were certainly true, although the monster currently stuffing and stretching her little hole from behind began to make her wonder if all men would be so painfully blessed. “This little slut may have been a virgin but I’m sure this mouth has seen a few cocks, am I right?” Vic inquires.

Time began to bleed as each thrust and huiliation sent Claire further and further from lucidity, the question simply drifted into the nothingness of her mind.  “Shit, V, I think we fucked her into oblivion. We better wake her up.”

“Fuck,” Vic grunt pumping a few more times into her mouth. “I think you’re right.” He pushes her head away; Claire seems to snap back as the oral abuse subsides.  She grunts as Bear slides out leaving a gaping hole he steps back, hands on hips approving of this handy work.

“A…are you done?” Claire timidly asks, looking around.

Laughter ensues, the kind of laughter that weighed heavy on her soul as she knew her night wasn’t over.  Bear runs his arms around her hips which began to show dark purple bruises from being forced over the back of a couch and pounded into repeatedly by boys nearly twice her size.  He lifts her into the air easily carries her back to the front of the couch where Victor sits, cock in hand.  “It’s time we gave that little asshole a good workout Miss Watson.” Vic says as Bear positions her reverse cowgirl above him.  Her pussy and hips covered in blood are revealed to the camera and Jane for the first time.  

As Jane watched her twin, who was admittedly the more chaste of the two have a cock positioned at her rectum she began to pray for anything or anyone that could help. Whispering to herself to pleas of mercy for her sister, but turning her head unable to continue watching.

“OWWWW OWWWWWWWWWW OWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!” Jane didn’t have to see it to know what was happening.  “GAWD PLEASE WAIT, STOP!” Claire screamed over and over.

The camera took in every second Jane was missing, as Victor’s thick black cock burrowed its way deep into the rectum of the tormented teen.  As the screaming and crying stopped Jane opened her eyes to see Claire, limply impaled on Vic’s cock.  “FUCK YES THIS BITCHE’S ASS IS LIKE A VICE!” Her face was grimaced in pain but her body had lost its ability to fight as she lay sprawled across Vic’s body. “Hey this ain’t a free ride bitch,” Vic shouts before smacking Claire in the head. “Time to do work.” Fighting back tears which are beginning to show in her eyes Claire slowly moves her hips in a circle, trying to just acclimate to the immense pain she was being forced to deal with. “For fuck’s sake, like this ya cunt!” Vic lifts her ½ way off his dick, as she gains purchase on the couch he smile bucking his hips just enough to throw of her balance forcing her to again impale herself on his cock. “Feel good to have this cock up your ass?” He asks Claire as she howls in pain. “Tell daddy how great it is to finally be getting sodimized.”

Knowing that an answer is required she looks into the camera. Expressionless blue eyes found the camera. “I love cock in my ass.” She said blandly.

“This will not do,” KGB finally chimes up from behind the camera, “I study film in Russia, she is, not how do you say working the camera.”  Bear and Hamm somewhat stunned at KGB’s insistence on quality cinematography. “We need emotion.”

Hamm scoffs, “and you know how to get emotion from her?” He inquires.  A devious smile rolls across KGB’s face.

“Stand clear,” He says rubbing his cock as he walks in front of the camera.  Hamm quickly picks it up and moves to a profile shot of the action. “You will look at camera now.” He says to Claire whose too terrified and broken to do otherwise.  She feels the warmth of his body as he kneels down. It then hits her.

“N….no no you can’t it…. It won’t fit.” She says pragmatically, looking into the camera shaking her head as if there were anyone behind it that would help.  “YOU CAN’T IT WON’T FIT!” she screams as KGB positions a hard 7” at her battered pussy.

“We make it fit, no?” He replies as he grunts.  Claire’s eyes nearly bug out of her head and her teeth are gritted.  Her brain won’t let her formulate words, just one long loud.

“AAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII” It’s visceral, ear shattering but above all else, emotional.  KGB grips her chin, pointing it at the camera as Hamm zooms in.  The pain blots out everything else around her as 3…4….5…nearly six inches and crammed into her.  Everything feels distended, stretched as if she could pop at any moment. All of which is only made worse as both cocks inside her begin to thrust in time with each other. One filling up the space the other just left. Her sobs come uncontrolled and gutturally. Bawling over and over again as her holes are pushed to their limits.

   “SEE!” KGB grunts thrusting into her. “We make fit!” He laughs cuttingly as he spits in Claire’s face. “nemym pizda!” He shouts as he feels his balls begin to tighten.  Moving his hand from her chin to her neck he begins to apply pressure.  Up until now Claire’s hands had been lifeless at her sides as she was abused.  But as her air supply depletes her dainty hands begin to pry at KGB’s callus hands.  The room goes silent save for the sounds of skin thrusting violently against skin.  Claire’s crying and screaming ceases as KGB’s grip tightens.

   “STOP YOURE KILLING HER!” Jane pleads helplessly from the table, unable to rescue herself much less her sister.  “PLEASE DON’T DO THIS SHE’S DONE EVERYTHING YOU ASKED.

   “FUUUUUUCCCKKKKKKK!” KGB screams releasing Claire’s neck and putting both hands on her hips pounding into her for all he’s worth.  The added motion also sending Victor over the edge as he does his best to bury himself as deep as possible in Claire’s ass before filing her with load after load of thick cum.  Both boy’s continue pumping until they are convinced Claire’s holes have emptied them both thoroughly.  

   Claire face gasps for air in the camera’s viewfinder and is filled with shame, disgust and regret as she realized both boys have emptied themselves into her. KGB pulls himself out first. Followed by Vic who rolls the limp, body off of him and onto the couch.  Hamm zooms in on Claire’s ravaged holes. “Get the other bitch he shouts."

   Rafi who had been quietly watching and keeping hard until now occasionally fingering a terrified Jane for amusement cuts the ropes that had her restrained to the coffee table.  Her legs are wobbly as she tried to stand, all of which was for naught as Rafi grabs the nape of her neck pushing her to the floor just in front of the couch.  “Clean your slut of a sister.” Jane look up at the camera, and then back to Rafi.

   “But we did everything you said.” She whimpers looking for an ounce of mercy.
   
   Rafi just glares, “well she did,” he says, “but we told you if you made any noise we’d put that syringe back in you and make you beg us to kill you.  Is that what you want?” he asks.
   
   Solemnly Jane shakes her head no, and turns looking at her sisters body which is now in the fetal position.  The very thought of what she’s being asked to do makes her sick.  “WHILE WE’RE YOUNG!” Hamm shouts from behind the camera spurring Jane to action.  She spreads the bruised legs of her twin who puts up no resistance.

   “I’m sorry Claire,” she softly whispers before leaning into her sisters hole tongue first.

   Rafi circles around behind Hamm, watching the show as both girls sob at the degradation they are being forced to endure. He puts his arm around his frat brother boastfully proud of their work… “Bro this is…”

THREE HOURS (2 Golden Showers, 3 Creampies, 4 Face Fuckings and 2 Sodomies) LATER...

   “Sick....Cmon man, have some composure about yourself.”  Eli demands as he and Jason finish the screening of the Watson twin’s night with their father in toe.  The laptop had been running for every second of the show not missing a single detail.

   Senator Watson wiped his mouth as he puked for the second time being forced to watch his girls endure a night of horrors lest the boys send the entire thing via live stream to every student at school, college the girls would ever consider applying to and every registered voter in his state.  The sobs of the girls in the video match those of their father.  Devastation would be the most appropriate way to describe the images laptop.  As the video concludes the searing image of his young girls covered in cum, bruises and urine would be imprinted on the senators brain for the rest of his life. They laid still, soft whimpers from each others lips as Jane held Claire who had taken majority of the abuse on general principal.  She'd been fucked into a state of catatonia stares off blankly. Jane continues whimpering her sisters name attempting to bring her back to lucidity.

   “Well senator, we thank you for your cooperation.  You’ll be receiving a copy of this video, and should anything happen to any of us the video will be disseminated to every media outlet, and website we could think of.  Edited of course to keep out all the crying just show the parts where your sweet girls sodimized and fucked themselves silly surrounded by a roomful of drugs.”  The senator stood before Eli and Jason quietly.  “We’re assuming we can count on your participation in all future endeavors,” a tearful nod is all the broken man could muster.  Eli pats him on the shoulder adding, “We really do appreciate your compliance.”  

   The boys load into the truck, starting it. “I-I cant do this.” Jason says softly.  

   “Yea I know,” Eli says putting the truck in gear and pulling onto the quiet state road.  “But you have to.”

   “If you know then why…why invite me into the frat at all,” Eli reaches into his pocket pulling out a picture, handing it to Jason.

   “Emmie McAvoy, 12, Cheerleader and student newspaper, she’s cute for a ginger…So what do you think; think she could handle Bear? Or Vic, hell Ham would literally split her in two.”  The cab of the truck is quiet for a moment.  “You’re here to save her. She was on our list, but your dad stepped in, you were his sacrifice. As long as you’re with us, she’s safe. If you’re not we get to find out what 10” does to someone that small.”

   (TO BE CONTINUED)


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Re: Klub Rape Vol. 4 - Harm's Universe ©
« Reply #1 on: May 26, 2016, 04:29:04 AM »
Awesome story!  very intense too.  Keep going

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« Reply #2 on: May 26, 2016, 06:33:42 AM »
Excellent these stories become better and better.

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« Reply #3 on: May 26, 2016, 08:40:35 PM »
Excellent these stories become better and better.

Thank you very much! Starting work on 5 on Monday :)

Awesome story!  very intense too.  Keep going

Thanx, I hope I can keep upping the intensity! :)
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« Reply #4 on: May 26, 2016, 10:13:36 PM »
This is why you're one of my favorite writers HQ! I missed you while you were gone!
I could rape your pussy, but I'd be in and out in a few minutes. So I choose to rape your mind, and I'll be inside you forever!

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« Reply #6 on: May 31, 2016, 06:28:01 AM »
Somehow I do realize that I definitely went to the wrong schools and wrong university ....  >:(
Well, so I am left to read the exiting story of Kappa Rho, wonderfully told by the marvelous HQ. Well done ! Very well done ! Extremely well done !!!  >:D
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« Reply #7 on: July 08, 2016, 02:57:09 PM »
Somehow I do realize that I definitely went to the wrong schools and wrong university ....  >:(
Well, so I am left to read the exiting story of Kappa Rho, wonderfully told by the marvelous HQ. Well done ! Very well done ! Extremely well done !!!  >:D


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