PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE
The walls were covered in dark red drapes, and there was a circle of pillows on the floor.
About ten other girls were there, all pledges like me. We were all freshmen, nervous and excited. Some I recognized from classes—Sarah with her long blonde hair, Mia who was super shy, and Jess who always seemed confident. The seniors stood around us, maybe eight of them, all juniors or seniors, dressed in black robes that hung open just enough to show they weren't wearing much underneath. Their leader, a tall girl named Kendra with sharp eyes and a smirk, stepped forward.