Last year, I graduated from a small, but elite private university. It’s the sort of place where you’d find plenty of legacy students intermingling with the offspring of new money. As you might expect, most of the women in my sorority were already well-versed in partying and avant-garde sexual exploration before they ever pledged. But there was always a place among us for a sexy first-timer — especially one like Lauren.

Lauren and I met two years ago; she was an incoming pledge, and I was 21 and a junior. Our sorority did the usual kinds of community service and social events, but a little-known aspect of pledging sisterhood with us involved plenty of girl-girl hookups — and not just kissing in front of guys at parties. Of course, everything was 100 percent voluntary, and let me just say most of the... Read More