"River gulped at the lump in his throat as Elizabeth took shape above him. His hands instinctively reached to cover his eyes but were halted by a sharp bite of tight twine. The pledge trembled like a bowl of jello, frozen in fear. His muscles twitched involuntarily, and he feared he might literally fulfill Judah's prophecy by filling his panties. All he could do was stare as her body floated closer, and her lifeless black eyes bored holes into his soul."
The night, which had begun as an annoying fraternity right of passage, takes a rapid sharp turn toward the eerily erotic, transforming River in ways he never imagined in his wildest dreams