Robyn Charles,” the last part she said in a small voice.Does he know who my father is? Will it matter to him?Matthew did not miss a beat replied as ...f the name had no meaning to him, though it did, “So what are you up to this afternoon?”“Just killing time for a couple of hours. Classes don’t officially start for me until tomorrow, so I figured I would get my books to be ready for them,” Robyn said, smiling at him.“Would you like to come back to my room and chat for a bit, it is pretty busy and. . What are you doing?" she asked, looking down to find Yvette and Lynn removing her shoes."Just making you more comfortable. You do want to be more comfortable, don't you?" whispered Denise in her ear."... Yesssss, comfortabbbble," she breathed. "Oh,... that's naughty."Denise had unbuttoned the back of the dress and began slipping it off the ebony beauty."Lynnnnnn," whined Sarah, offering absolutely no resistance, "help me!" Of course, Sis," grinned Lynn, reaching to unclasp the plain white bra. . The barman put on a few records with slow dance music and Mick and Jonas kept me company on the dance floor as Victor and Thomas were chatting very friendly. During the next slow record I found myself dancing between both guys, Jonas dancing behind me and Mick in front of me. After the margaritas I had consumed my defenses were a bit lowered and I thought nothing of this. However when I felt Jonas bump into my buttocks at the same time as Mick bumped into my front I did feel a little unsure.. ‘That pair didn’t like it…’ Her nod to the middle-aged couple two exhibits down afforded her a glimpse of her fellow-critic’s face. Strong. Impassive. Stony even. Yet with something actively volcanic behind his dark eyes. ‘They thought it didn’t belong here,’ she told him. ‘Said it wasn’t art.’‘That doesn’t much surprise me.’‘No?’‘You can’t appreciate what you don’t get.’‘And they don’t get it?’‘No.’All she could hear was her own shallow breathing. ‘What don’t they get?’‘What it means to be.