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Amber was the spokesperson for the group, "Dana we want to talk to you about this older guy you are dating."
Dana frowned, "I take it you don't approve?"
"Yes and no."
"What's that's supposed to mean?"
"When we see you together, he is always respectful toward you and us. He's kind and considerate and absolutely charming, plus, he has never hit on any of us."
Dana thought she knew where this was going, "So that's the yes, what's the no?"
Amber was hesitant, so Sheryl took over, "Have you thought about where this relationship is heading? You can't possibly think you are going to be sexually satisfied with this older guy."
Amber sat beside her friend, "You need a young stallion, not an old plow horse."
Dana's face was stiff with the anger she felt and couldn't release. "First of all, I'm not sleeping with him, so it doesn't matter if he is a plow horse or not, not that it's any of your business. I like being with him because he treats me like a lady."
Sheryl got defensive, "Now don't be that way, we're just worried about you. You have no idea how hard it was for us to come to you like this."
Dana slowly exhaled, "I'm sorry, I know you are just concerned, but you and the rest of my sisters are part of the problem." She started to tear up, "I like him and he makes me feel special. I can see the look of disapproval on everyone's faces when you see us together; it hurts, especially when I desperately want you to be happy for me. He's good and gentle and kind and I just wish...," she started crying and couldn't finish.
The girls both tried to comfort her. Dana pleaded with them, "Look, I'm not engaged to marry him, I'm just trying to find out why I'm so attracted to an older man, when I never have been."
Amber breathed a sigh of relief, "So you two aren't..."
Dana was so sad that just looking at her broke the other girl's hearts, "No, he won't even kiss me. It's always me kissing him and him returning the kiss"
Sheryl wondered, "Is he too old to do anything?"
"No," she smiled at the thought, "I can get him pretty worked up, and trust me, judging from what I've seen in his pants, when I do he won't have any problems. But every time, he tells me to stop and find someone younger."
Amber was pissed, "Do you mean to tell me you wanted him and he told you no?" Amber and Sheryl looked at each other, "Council."
Dana shook her head, "I don't want this to be everyone's business."
Sheryl laughed, "It's too late for that we were just the two that got selected to come to you with this."
The word went out and a few nights later all the sorority sisters that could attend, did. The council consisted of a three women that would sit in judgement, these three were the only ones present that were not part of the sorority, they were faculty. There was even a special room set aside for it. The head of the council was Professor Shale from the Psychiatric Department, Professor Taylor from the Math Department and Professor Baylor from the Art Department.
Everyone present were women, there would be no men, except one. Chet had received an invitation to attend an informal sorority function with an RSVP by telephone. He had called and said he would be there, even though he had no idea what the sorority function was.
Parking his car he walked up to the Victorian house that served as the Phi Delta Theta Sorority. He had been there several times over the past few months to get Dana. He was met by two girls and escorted to the council. The room lights were off, but hundreds and hundreds of candles had the room and everyone in it lit with a surreal glow.
Chet recognized Professor Shale, "Hi professor, what's going on?"
Professor Shale nodded to him, "Chet, you are here for a very serious matter. Tonight I am not Professor Shale, I'm your judge."
He was getting worried, "I don't know -- can you tell me what this is about?"
"In due time, all will be explained. You do not have to go through this, but if you don't, Dana will not be allowed to see you again." She saw the concern on his face, he didn't hide his emotions well, "Relax, we aren't going to cut your penis off."
"It wouldn't matter even if you did."
Professor Shale didn't wait for him to accept the courts authority in the matter; she started right in, "It's that attitude that has brought you in front of this council." She pointed to an overstuffed chair, "Have a seat."
Chet did as she asked; Dana sat in one just like it.
"We will start with all of the charges against you, and then you can answer them. Item, a member o
