They had welcomed me with open arms, not even knowing anything about me or who I was. I had been expecting months of work getting to know each of the members before they would finally approve of me. Maybe things were a bit more laid back for sisters. They took me back inside to clean me up. I assumed that the rest of the girls here had been through the same initiation, which helped ease the humiliation I might have otherwise felt. Back in the makeup room, Jessica threw me a towel and I wiped my ass dry. They wouldn’t let me change back into my normal clothes though, so I assumed the initiation wasn’t quite over yet. The men were rowdy when we got into the main bar area. A few of them were at the pool table, some sitting around under the wall of pictures, having beers and chatting. I walked through the small crowd, looking to find Jag. “Welcome to the club, sista!”
