Chapter 6: Second Meeting With the Kaps

Brandy and I made arrangements to meet with the two Kaps negotiators the following Saturday afternoon at the fraternity house. The guys were excited about our raffle ideas. They accepted them all. We agreed to work on more ideas, and agreed that no changes or additions would be made without unanimous agreement.

At that meeting, they accepted our ideas on most ticket prices, and on raffle prices; food and drink sizes; sales prices; hats and shirts; and sponsorships and advertising. We felt they paid very little attention to writing the proposed budget, because they never thought anyone would accept their proposal. What they didn't like about our budget was that the wrestlers were to be paid so much; including enough money to replace our suits, whether they were damaged or not; and that we wanted 90% of the net. We convinced them that it was not going to be easy to get girls to volunteer to be publicly stripped and embarrassed, nor to put their good bikinis at risk. In the end, they agreed to our budget, except they wanted 25% of the net. We compromised at 20% for them, and were quite happy about that, since we were willing to let them have 25%, if we had to.

They also rejected the notion that the girl's dates could get in for the reduced prices.

Brandy asked, "Why not?"

"First, because your dates will be so interested in attending that they will be willing to pay the regular prices. Secondly, we aren't all that interested in having you girls distracted by having your dates there anyway, as most of you will be interacting with us and our guests."

I responded, "Oh, now I see. You want to make sure your brothers see that Delta Alpha Delta and Sigma Mu Alpha are friendly."

"Yes, that too," was the reply.

The Kaps did not want to roll over on the question of universally shaving all the losers, or the nipple clips, clit clamps, and handcuffs. Again, I pointed out to them the difficulty of getting enough girls to fill the bill, if fifteen of them were going to be shaved, clipped, clamped and cuffed. The boys proposed, and we accepted, a three-part compromise.

If any match lasted less than 5 minutes, not counting the rest periods, then the winner would write her name on both sides of the loser's butt crack, in one inch letters. If the winner did not lose any clothing during the match, the winner would write her name above the loser's nipples, in one-inch letters. Any girl who was to be shaved, marked, or both, had the option of wearing nipple clips, clit clamps and handcuffs instead. If she wanted the hardware removed later, she had to subject herself to the shaving and marking she had tried to avoid.

The Kaps did like the idea of a raffle to hose the girls down. They rejected the idea of naked girls hiding their bodies under layers of drying mud, which would fall off and get tracked all over the property. We agreed that all girls were to get hosed off as soon as their matches ended. The winner and her suit would get hosed off first. If her suit was damaged and she was going to trade it, it would not be washed, so the person it was traded to had the option to wear it or do without, but she was going to wear a dirty suit. The Kaps agreed that hosing the body down did not include touching the body for any reason. If mud needed to be wiped away, that was the responsibility of the girl with the mud. Water would not be wasted cleaning dirty suits. They would all go into a big box labeled DIRTY.

The Kaps insisted that none of the girls could shave her pubes before the matches, so there would be enough hair to grab for submissions, and so there would something to shave. Any wrestler who lost her bottoms and didn't have at least 1 inch long pubes would cost her sorority two extra garments, when the raffle winner draws names, and after final winner is known, she gets to shave two girls drawn at random for each loser with short pubes from the losing house. The winning house is immune from this one. Although non-combatants didn't have to have any pubic hair, I made a mental note to insist all the Deltas had to stop shaving immediately, because any girl could be drafted into the mud pit.