It was a hot Mississippi day, and I was on my way to New Orleans for the National Sigma Chi Fraternity Convention.
As I sped down I-55 South, I looked up at the console on the dashboard of my gray BMW to see that it was 105 degrees outside. Of course, this was not unusual for this part of the United States during this time of the year.
The sky was a deep blue with a few stray clouds floating above. As I moved along the interstate, the jungles of tall trees surrounding the four lane were a blur of vivid green.
About half an hour ago, I had stopped off at a gas station just south of Jackson, and the midday air had been so humid that it made the 105 degrees seem even more oppressive. It was as if the entire region were an unbearable steam room. Lucky for me, I was inside of my awesome, brand new Beamer that my dad had just bought for me back in June. This lavish gift had been presented to me after I had pulled a 4.0 last semester and had gotten elected Secretary for my fraternity during my sophomore year at Ole Miss.
Needless to say, I loved this car! I had the air condition going, and Bruno Mars blaring through my speakers.
Looking at myself in the rearview mirror, I could not help but smile. I was about to enter my junior year at Ole Miss. I belonged to the best fraternity on campus, Sigma Chi. I had money. Well, at least, my dad had the money. Fortunately, he was very generous with his frequent large deposits into my bank account. I wore the best clothes. I had a lean body and was in good shape. With my short blonde hair, blue eyes and Abercrombie & Fitch looks, I had several hot sorority girls that I was banging...not to mention a few of my fraternity brothers that I was trading blow jobs with.