Short Story 1:
It was a dark and Buffy night.
It would have been Stormy, but Stormy had a stomach bug, so Buffy was filling in.
As the Florida high school recruits filed into the supposed Tri-Delt sorority house, located, suspiciously, on the hooker-strip just outside the airport, more than one of them wondered why a sorority house had a bar, DJ, and stage complete with floor-to-cieling, well-oiled metal poles.
But these were high school boys. More importantly, they were high school boys who were condering gong to "school" in Gainesville. In other words, we're not talking brain trust here.
As they walked through the door....