Crazy story from back in the day. I had a roommate my junior year that was Greek. One labor day, I picked up a lunch shift at the old Tony Roma's down on US1,and came home to watch the UCLA/Tennessee game(I still remember the game because of this story.)On the way home, I grabbed a couple Miami's Best Pizzas to share with my other roommate.
We're watching the game and every 10 minutes or so, one of my Greek roomies bros would come out into the living room, grab a beer and head back in. Had to be about 9-10 guys if my count was accurate. Keep in mind, our house wasn't a mansion. Eventually ONE chick came out, and I knew her from some classes we had together. She said hi, grabbed a slice of pizza and left. My other roomie looked at me and we both started laughing our asses off. These dudes passed her around.
I ended up asking my roommate what happened and he straight up said that they all stood there and pounded her out. I still to this day can't grasp why the **** any dude would stand around with his junk in his hand and watch as his homeboy got some. Funny part is that she's married now. Wonder if Hubby knows his wife got spit roasted by 10 guys in a room smaller than my master bathroom today.