I went to college on a football scholarship, so naturally, I was pledged to one of the jock fraternities. But, hell week was a big shock for me; we were required to wear women's clothes the whole week. We weren't allowed to be campy drag queens, but had to dress like ladies. The sorority sisters came over to help us choose appropriate clothes and show us how to wear makeup and walk in heels. Most of us were well over six feet in height, built like footballers, and looked pretty damned silly in women's clothes, but we all loved it. Each one of us was assigned to one of the frat brothers to satisfy him sexually, any way he wanted. I was assigned to a hot hunk linebacker and loved it. Even after hell week, we continued to wear feminine clothes and serve our frat bothers. -Bruce, 24