When there were no more clothes to shed, these honors students came up with even more risque wagers!

When I first got to UNC-Charlotte, most of what I heard about the party scene was that there pretty much isn't one. Even though I'm no longer enrolled there, I’ve got to say that those rumors are basically true. In the year that I spent at UNCC, I learned that if you want a party, then you pretty much have to take it upon yourself to get one going. Now, after having my first interesting event, which was chronicled in "Chastity Belt or Roommate," I knew that college life definitely had its moments.

One day during my last semester at UNNC, I was in the main eating cafe enjoying a lunch with some friends when our buddy Sid, who is on the Student Government mentions that something interesting had recently happened in one of the residence halls on the south side -- a nice, newly done apartment-type complex where some of the more studious kids live. Of course, everyone shut up to listen intently to this juicy piece of gossip, which could only come from someone who had heard the actual details of the case. The story was this:

One weekend, some freshmen guys and girls were in one of the study rooms playing a nice innocent game of cards when they all decided to spice things up a bit. And what better way to spice up a card game than strip poker?

Great, so the cards are dealt and as usually happens with strip poker, the clothes started disappearing. Pretty soon however, there were no more clothes to shed. End of the game right?

Wrong.

In what could only be termed superior ingenuity (these were honor students after all), someone decided to change the stakes a little. Instead of strip poker, they decided that sexual favors would suffice for the rewards quite nicely. Now, how they worked out who would get what and from whom, I simply don't know. What I do know is that these bright young scholars didn't quite have the foresight to realize that the study rooms have all glass on one wall separating them from the main sitting rooms. So obviously, the escapades were open to the voyeuristic delights of all who cared to watch…as they sat.

To the despair of all involved in the sexual poker game, one not-so-pleased (pun intended) student called campus police to report the activities.

In his report to the Student Government, the police officer recounted the sight before him when he entered the study room:

One young freshman lady lying on the floor in front of a lucky young man with her face buried deep between his legs while a bunch of other naked freshmen guys and girls looked eagerly on.

Incidentally, while a student at UNCC, I tried to get on the Student Government, but it didn’t work out. If I had known this is the kind of stuff I would be judging, I definitely would have tried much, much harder!