"Drink, my daughter, and join the ranks of Satan's Apostles."

Margaret drank the wine and was handing back the chalice when he whispered, "You'll serve with me. Just hand each one the cup and I'll follow with the candle."

He took a lit candle and the two approached the circle.

Ann's girlfriend was first, and as she took the cup Tom lowered the candle about even with his chest… there was light in the shadows!

"The Devil smiles on all those who drink from the cup of evil," he chanted. Now he wandered if his damn hard-on was poking its head out!

One by one they drank from the cup, while Tom and Margaret eyed their naked bodies. All cocks were shriveled, Tom noticed, a sign that he had them nervous.

That finished, he returned to the lectern and replenished the wine in the cup, announcing, "Now that you have sipped the blood of the sacrificed virgin we are all united under Satan. And by his will the virgin will arise."

A blue spotlight from one corner of the room and a red spotlight from another splashed light on the coffin. Dramatically, the lid began to rise by itself. Everyone took a step backward. Slowly it opened, revealing the form of a girl laid out in a black cape.

Margaret smiled proudly at the sight of her sister in the coffin. Kay Krauss realized now what had happened to the sixteenth cape she had made. And Stella played the role of a corpse with seriousness – staring wide-eyed at the ceiling.

"Rise now, daughter of Satan. Virgin no more."

Stella stood in the box and Tom came to help her step out. The cover was dropped and Stella was helped up on what was now the stage. On cue she placed her arms out straight and they all fixed their eyes on her body. Small, just-blooming breasts, flat stomach, and triangle of… no wait, there was hair, but it was powdered white. So was her entire body.