Posts Tagged ‘mentoring’

As I said at the top of the week, I recently had two different sorority anecdotes sent to me. The first is from Anthony who often comments here and is republished with his permission and that of the girls involved. I took the liberty of making some edits. Tony seems to be a master of […]


Sorority Legacy

05Mar15

Apparently a legacy is a girl who gets to join a sorority because an older sister, mother, aunt or other close relative was in that sorority. I had to look that one up, not an easy thing as the Greek community are Spartan with their secrets. Apparently also there is a tradition of giving the […]


Rosalind yawned, her striking hazel eyes widening and ran her hands through her half-secured wayward strawberry blonde hair. To an outsider she was pretty and filled out her clothes well, but she carried herself with careless confidence and cared little for such things. She was supposed to be a manager, but she hated it. Just […]


Charlie’s office is bright and airy; the epitome of modern. Not the least bit like Miss Parmenter’s office back in school, no, not the least… so why then do I always get little pangs in my tummy every time I have to go up onto the mezzanine floor where he works? I mean the sloping […]


Our story began here. Alice waited in the drawing room and tried not to look at the clock. It was almost 10 o’clock and neither girl had arrived. This was going to be difficult enough now that Janet and Jenny had gone back with Mrs Baxter, but she had hoped not to have to have […]


In a bit of a rush this week – stories aren’t finished, but I have also had a few requests for sorority stuff and I noticed that I had trailed this a while back and hadn’t delivered. A while back ‘Anon Sorority Girl’ sent me a collection of apparent sorority pictures telling me ‘totally how […]


Melanie Crow eased herself through the door taking small careful steps. She knew there was another girl waiting and studiously avoided any eye contact as she left. It was a cinch that this new student of Roland Archer had heard everything and if Mel’s pain wasn’t written on her face, a blush certainly was. Charlie […]


That first day Carolyn had been dismissed after an hour. She had even been permitted to go to the bathroom to get dressed, although sitting had been an issue for a day or two. But apart from that the aftermath had been no worse than a session with Mrs Keaton’s hairbrush; twice as shaming to […]


Carolyn Brady sucked in her cheeks and let out a long slow breath. The building wasn’t exactly what she had expected but it was kind of appropriate. Her smart sunburn orange skirt suit and pillbox hat matched the auburn red of her hair, but definitely made her look out of place next to the crumby […]


Charlie Lain’s mess of dark blonde curls tumbled pell-mell over her face as she stood bent at the waist in the middle of Davina’s floor. Her only clothing was a short white T-shirt emblazoned with a large yellow smiley face and a tiny pair of white ankle socks. She was a small girl with a […]