The Final Exam
By M.C.
The guys of an athletic fraternity learn the hard way not to disturb the girls across the street when they're studying for their final exams. 


Chapter One: Three Co-ed College Roommates

Susan Jenkins smiled at her two roommates at the university as she sat down
across from them at the large table. She had been friends with them ever since
she was a freshman and they all took the same biology class. Cathy and Joan
had been friends ever since they were in elementary school together and they

were looking for another girl to room with so that they could rent the nice,
large, three-bedroom apartment located just off campus that they had their
eyes on.

Susan agreed and the three of them have been best friends ever since. As they
were all twenty year-old pre-med students, the girls decided to study together
for their last final exam before the summer break - in Organic Chemistry. That
way they could help each other out with problems. "So girls, are we ready for
a long night of studying?" Susan asked her friends after she was seated. It
was, of course, a rhetorical question.

"Do we really have a choice?" Cathy asked sarcastically. "Well that would all
depend on whether you want to be a doctor or a dog walker for the rest of your
life Cathy," Joan replied with a grin. The girls all shared a giggle after
that before Susan, with mock sternness, said, "O.K. then, let's hit the books;
shall we?"

For the first hour everything went smoothly. And then, sometime after nine
P.M. (or 21:00), the problem began. Located just across the street from where
Susan and her friends lived was a fraternity of jocks where some of the
university's to athletes lived. Because they had finished their last final
exams earlier that day they were now in a mood to party and celebrate the end
of the school year; and that's exactly what they began to do. Despite the
girls' best efforts to ignore the loud music and concentrate on their
chemistry exam, they found the noise

coming from the fraternity to be overwhelming.

"This is impossible!" Joan cried out. "How can we concentrate on studying with
all of that ruckus coming from the frat house? Couldn't those guys have

waited until tomorrow to celebrate? Don't they realize that there are other
students who, like us, still have final exams to study for?"

"They do," Cathy replied, "because I told them earlier this afternoon and
asked them very politely not to make too much noise tonight so that we could
study. But obviously they didn't seem to give a damn. And the more they drink,
the worse it's going to get. So I guess we're all screwed tonight."

"Not necessarily girls," Susan said as she closed her chemistry book and
slowly rose from the table. And as she began to roll up the sleeves of the
sweatshirt that she was wearing, Susan added with a smile, "I think I'll go
over there and have a little 'chat' with these frat boys myself. Maybe I can

convince them to be a bit quieter tonight so that we can finishing studying."

"But Susan," Joan said in a surprised tone of voice, "Cathy just said that she
had already tried to reason with them this afternoon and, as we can all hear,
they simply ignored her. So what makes you think that you'll have any more
success with them than she did? After all, you're just one girl and there must
be something like eight or ten strong, athletic guys partying over there?"

Joan's question was met with a sly grin. "Oh, I have my ways," Susan replied.
"There are several different ways of 'reasoning' with people. Cathy tried her
way and, as we can all see, it didn't seem to be very effective. So I'm going
to try a slightly different method and perhaps I'll be a bit more successful
in getting them to see our side of this issue. We'll see if I'm right (wink)."
Susan began walking towards the front door of their apartment. Before leaving
she stopped and briefly glanced at her reflection in the mirror that was
hanging

on the wall near the door. She fluffed up her long, pretty, brown hair; then
opened the door and walked out.

Chapter Two: Susan

Although Cathy and Joan had known each other since they attended the same
elementary school and grew up only a few blocks away from one another, they
had only met Susan after they took that freshman biology class together. And

although the three of them hit it off very well right from the beginning,
there was still quite a lot about their roommate that, even after nearly three
years of living together in close quarters, remained a mystery to them about
her.

Susan had told her friends that because her father had been an important and

high ranking executive in a very large, international corporation, she had
spent practically all of her formative years growing up in countries in the
Far East - predominantly in Japan, Korea and China. And as a result of this,
she was fluent in Japanese, Korean and Mandurian (no easy feat as they're
considered to be among the most difficult foreign languages for an American to
learn). And, in addition to that, Susan also emersed herself in studying the
various forms of martial arts in the countries in which she had lived: Karate
in Japan, Tai Kwon Do in South Korea and Kung Fu in China. Whenever Cathy or
Joan would ask Susan how proficient she was in martial arts, the pretty
brunette would simply smile and say, "Not too bad," and quickly change the
subject.

But there was also something else about Susan's personality that both Cathy
and Joan couldn't help but notice - she was always calm and cool, no matter
how tense a situation might be; like now for instance. Susan was about to
confront a fairly large group of strong, tough and rowdy college athletes and
ask them to quiet down, something that both Cathy and Joan knew that they
would never agree to - especially since their party had already started. And

yet their five foot-six inch, 130 pound roommate seemed as calm and cool when
she left their apartment as she would have been if she was just going out to
the local store to buy some ice cream or a bottle of orange juice!

Susan's friends watched from their living room window as she calmly walked
across the street. She knocked on the front door of the fraternity and a large
male figure soon opened the door. Although they were too far away to hear what
was being said, Cathy and Joan could clearly see the coy smile that their
roommate had on her pretty face and the grin that the large guy had on his (it
didn't take too much imagination for Cathy and Joan to figure out what was on
his mind). After a moment or two, the large male went back inside. Susan
smiled at her roommates and followed him inside - making sure to close and
lock the door behind her.

Chapter Three: The Fight

For about two minutes after Susan entered the fraternity everything inside
continued as it had before - with the loud music blaring out and the sounds of
guys laughing and shouting; and then everything suddenly became quiet, very
quiet. And then, after a few seconds of silence, all hell seemed to break
loose. Because the curtains of the fraternity's front window were drawn shut,
Cathy and Joan couldn't see what was going on inside - but they could surely
hear it. CRACK! SMACK! PUNCH! WHAM! POW! Which was soon followed by the sounds
of guys yelling and screaming. THUMP! WHACK! PUNCH! THUD! And if they listened
very carefully, Cathy and Joan could make out the sound

of a girl ... giggling!

POW! SMACK! WHAM! "Tee, hee, hee." CRACK! SMASH! THUD! "Hee, hee, hee." This
went on for several minutes before there was a brief pause in the action.
Cathy and Joan saw the curtain in the front window move a bit to the side and
Susan's face appeared - without so much as a single mark or scratch on it! She
flashed her roommates a pretty smile and blew them a kiss before going back
inside to finish her fight with the fraternity jocks. POW! CRACK! SOCK! "Tee,
hee, hee." PUNCH! SMACK! THUMP! "Hee, hee, hee." WHAM! SMACK! THUD! "Hee, hee,
hee."

A few more minutes of this followed before Cathy and Joan heard a man's voice
plead, "Don't hit me Susan! Please don't hit me! I'm sorry! We'll be quiet; I
promise. Please don't hit me!" WHAM! That was followed by a loud THUD! and
then everything inside the fraternity house became quiet. The silence
continued for about two minutes before the front door opened and Susan calmly
walked out - not even her pretty hair was mussed! She smiled at Cathy and Joan
and give them the "thumbs up" sign; then she crossed the street and returned
to her apartment.

Chapter Four: Susan Returns

The first thing that Susan did after she reentered her apartment was glance at
her reflection in the mirror again and fluff up her long, pretty brown hair
(Susan is very proud of her hair - "It's the 'little girl' in me she likes to
say). Susan grinned at her roommates who were both staring at her with their
mouths wide open and had shocked looks on their faces. "I don't think that
we'll be having any more problems from the boys at the frat house tonight,"
Susan said matter-of-factly, then added with a girlish giggle, "not after the
little 'chat' that I just had with them. Tee, hee, hee."

"I can't believe it Susan!" Cathy exclaimed. "You beat up all of those large,
strong and tough macho jocks all by yourself? And you didn't even get your
pretty hair mussed! It's just as soft and fluffy now as it was after you
fluffed it up before you left (Susan grinned when she heard this). How in the
hell can just one girl possibly do that? Who are you anyway Susan? Supergirl?"

Susan smiled and flexed her muscles, then said, "Oh don't be silly Cathy,
Supergirl is a blond and I'm a brunette. Also she can fly, has superhuman
strength and is bulletproof; and I can't do any of those things. But thanks
for the compliment anyway." Then Susan became a bit more serious and
explained, "Because I grew up in the far east, I dabbled in all the martial
art forms of the countries that I lived in (the truth is that Susan didn't
just 'dabble', she holds black belts in Karate, Tai Kwon Do and Kung Fu). So
I'm pretty good at defending myself. And that goes for my friends too should
the need arise; like it did tonight for example."

"How many guys did you beat up just now Susan?" Joan asked. Susan took out her
cell phone and showed her girlfriends the video that she took after the fight
was over. All around the main room, lying battered and beaten on the floor,
were the guys of the fraternity. "I don't know exactly how many guys there
were because I was too busy fighting them to count at the time. But you can
probably tell from the video that I recorded after I was through with them."

"Hmmm, I count eight guys lying on the floor," Joan said after watching the
tape. "I think you may be wrong Joan," Candy countered. "I counted nine. You
probably missed that large football player lying in the corner behind the
couch." After a careful review of Susan's video, Candy and Joan agreed that
there were indeed nine big, strong, tough athletic jocks lying battered

and beaten scattered around the floor. "Well, I'm certainly glad that we got
that all cleared up girls," Susan said and giggled, "because I doubt that any
of us would have managed to sleep tonight if we hadn't; tee, hee, hee."

Despite her toughness and amazing abilities in martial arts, Susan likes to
giggle a lot. "It's the 'little girl' inside of me," she explained to Cathy
and Joan when they asked her about it. "It's a part of me that has never quite
grown up. So girls, now that we have peace and quiet around here again, shall
we resume studying? Or have you forgotten about our final exam in Organic
Chemistry tomorrow?" They hadn't, so the three girls returned to the table to
resume studying.

But before they began, Susan smiled at her friends and said, "I'm afraid that
I have a confession to make to you girls. My hair actually did get a little
bit mussed while I was beating up all the fraternity guys. I brushed it back
into shape before I came back here; vanity you know." The girls all shared a
giggle before they returned to studying for their final exam.

Chapter Five: The Following Afternoon

With their last final exam of the school year now behind them, Susan, Cathy
and Joan - all feeling that they had done very well on it - could now relax
and enjoy what was shaping up to be a wonderful summer break before returning
in the Fall for their senior year. And now it was time for the girls to have
some fun and do a little bit of celebrating. The only question was, how? "Why
couldn't the frat boys across the street have waited until tonight to
celebrate the end of the semester?" Cathy lamented as she, Joan and Susan sat
on the large couch in their living room sipping a glass of wine. "Then Susan
wouldn't have had to beat them all up and we could have crashed their party
tonight."

"Yes, that was indeed unfortunate," Joan concurred. "Now they won't even give
us the time of day; not after what Susan did to them." Susan thought it over
for a few minutes, then she smiled at her friends and said, "All hope may not
be lost girls. Maybe there is something that I can do to salvage this
situation of ours." When her roommates asked her what that could possibly be,
Susan rose from the couch, grinned and simply said, "I'll be back in a few
minutes," - and then she left.

For Cathy and Joan it must have seemed like déjà vu as they watched Susan walk
across the street towards the fraternity again. This time, however, she didn't
bother knock on the door but simply opened it and went inside. As with the
previous night the curtains of the front window were drawn shut so they
couldn't see inside - but as with the previous night they could certainly hear
it.

"What the hell are you doing here Susan? Get the hell out of our house you
Bitch!" That was soon followed by: SLAP! CRACK! SLAP! CRACK! More sounds of
guys yelling were heard inside the fraternity which was followed by SLAP!
CRACK! SLAP! CRACK! (the slap sounds came from Susan's open hand while the
crack sounds came from when she hit them with her backhand). And also like the
night before, Cathy and Joan could make out the faint sound of Susan giggling;
"Tee, hee, hee", SLAP! CRACK! SLAP! "Hee, hee, hee", SLAP! CRACK! SLAP! Then,
after several minutes of this, everything quieted down inside.

Several more minutes passed while Cathy and Joan wondered how Susan thought
that beating up the frat boys again could possibly help them with their
'situation'. Finally the front door opened and Susan poked her head out,
smiled at her friends and began to walk back to her apartment. But what was
unusual this time as opposed to the previous night, was that Susan was being
followed by three large, well-built guys; walking behind her with their heads
bowed. Their faces appeared to be quite red - the result, no doubt, of the
slapping that Susan had given them. One of the guys appeared to have tears
running down his face as Susan led him across the street; prompting Joan to
remark, "Oh look Cathy, that one is crying. The poor thing."

The pretty brunette led the three disheveled guys into the apartment and made
them line up against one of the walls. "Guess what girls?" Susan grinned at
her stunned roommates, "these boy were nice enough to 'volunteer' (smirk) to
spend the rest of the afternoon, evening and night with us so we can all
celebrate the end of the semester together. Wasn't that sweet of them?
(Giggles). And here's something else - like us they also just finished their
junior year here which means that they'll be coming back in the Fall as
seniors. So who knows what this little liaison with them today might
eventually lead to. Let me introduce these nice boys to you now so that we can
take our pick who to have fun with."

"We'll begin with Rick, the one closest to me. He's the six foot-three inch
235 pound middle linebacker of our university's football team and, if you ask
me, a real cutie pie (thus Susan revealed to her friends which one of the
three jocks she preferred). Next to him is Ronald who also plays on the
football team as the tight end. And finally there's Gary (the one with tears
in his eyes), he's the third baseman on the baseball team. So girls, which one
of these gorgeous hunks do you want to spend the rest of the day and night
with?"

"Well Susan," Joan began, "since you've already let it be known to us that you
prefer Rick, I'll take Gary; he looks so vulnerable." Joan walked over to him,
took out a tissue and dried the tears from his eyes. Then she took his hand
and gave it a firm squeeze (Joan lifts weights and is quite strong; so much so
that Gary grimaced when she squeezed his hand). "In that case I guess that
Ronald is mine," Cathy said as she too grabbed him by the hand. Though he
stood six foot-four inches tall and weighed 230 pounds (literally towering
over the much smaller girl), Cathy knew, as did Joan, that that they had
nothing to fear from their 'guys' - not with Susan close by.

Susan grabbed Rick too but, unlike her friends, she reached inside the
training pants he was wearing and grabbed him by his penis. "O.K. girls, let's
have some fun, shall we?" As the girls led their respective guys to their
bedrooms Susan called out, "If these guys should give you any trouble at all
just holler out to me and I'll come in and 'straighten them out'. Understand?"
Cathy and Joan flashed their super roommate the 'thumbs up' sign as they took
their guys into their bedrooms for what would turn out to be a wonderful
afternoon, evening and night of semester ending celebration - wonderful for
the girls at least.

Chapter Five: Epilogue - The Fall Semester

As the Fall semester at the university was about to begin, Susan and her two
friends moved back into their comfy, three-bedroom apartment across the street
from the fraternity house where, sure enough, Rick, Ronald and Gary would also
be living. After what Susan and her friends did to them at the end of the
previous semester, the guys would, no doubt, have much preferred to be located
further away from them. But as they had signed a lease through their senior
year, and wouldn't be able to get their money back should they leave, they had
no choice but to remain at the fraternity - which turned out to be great, for
the girls.

It didn't take Susan very long to convince "The Boys" (as Susan and her
girlfriends now began to refer to Rick, Ronald and Gary) to become their
boyfriends - even if it meant breaking up with their girlfriends to do so.
Rick had been dating the university's head cheerleader but Susan quickly put
an end to that. "One should never underestimate just how persuasive a good,
hard spanking after a beating from a girl can be in helping convince a guy to
see things her way," Susan explained to Cathy and Joan when they asked her how
she was able to get "The Boys" to become their boyfriends. "Provided, of
course, that the girl has the skills to do it."

"I've learned that once a girl shatters a guy's ego - which is very fragile to
begin with - and then grounds it into the dust, he becomes as docile as a
little puppy dog. And as far as their former girlfriends go, well I'm afraid
that's simply a case of the 'Law of the Jungle'; you know, 'Survival of the
Fittest'." Then Susan added with a sly grin, "And in this jungle, I'm the
fittest."