Chapter 11
I didn't want to carry on that line of conversation much longer, so I excused myself and headed for the john. While I was in there, I paused to reflect that this club was a pretty damn sadistic outfit. The type of initiation, the showing of the movies afterward-that was just downright sadistic.
But I guessed the reason why. This club was run by the seniors, by Don Hammer and Roy Burchard and company. The juniors just went along with everything, while we sophs were given next to no say in what went on. And I suppose by the time you're a senior and have belonged for three years, good old normal s*x can get pretty dull. After all, you've had access to more girls than you could normally take on in a single week, or maybe a month. It's just too much of a good thing.
And so the
