Three sisters were crowded round a computer, speaking very softly.The pledge mother said, "There are three stages to the initiation. Every girl has to... do Stage 1. Then, you pick two cards to determine if you go to stage two or three. If you want us to stop, you will say Dentist. We will stop but we’ll never contact you again."A sister got a poster board with slits in it. In the slits were handmade cards. I picked two cards. The pledge mother gave them to the sisters at the computer. They began. I strode over to take a closer look. There was Mrs Maddison face on to the camera, smiling, her face streaked in cum and dripping from her lips. She looked radiant and happy. On either side of her were two large wet penises hanging down from the torsos standing just behind her. They were still thick and half engorged, hanging more than seven inches until they almost touched her shoulders. One was completely shaved with no pubic hair at all, the other had just a short cropped band of pubic hair. Hashma crawled down the bed and lowered her head between Fatima's slim, dark legs. He could see Hashma's pink tongue flick out and lick Fatima's slit, and Fatima gasped, clenching her fingers into his arm. Fatima squirmed. She bit her lower lips between her teeth and moaned as she writhed almost uncontrollably beside him.Hashma raised her head and Fatima looked down at her with a pleasant smile. Hashma's lips and cheeks around her mouth were covered with a glistening coating of sperm and juices. Up-slope he could see the dark shapes of evergreen trees, and across the valley he could see scattered barns and ranch houses and clumps of trees, and he could see the winding cottonwood bottoms on the valley floor, but all of that was hanging, suspended, in shadowless white.Recalling the shape of the mountainside and its slope as he remembered it, Graydon eased forward, gliding slowly, advancing one ski and following with the other. He braced himself with his long poles, keeping each basket.