Can she meet mein the Ivy at eleven?" I'm sure she can," Robert said. "I'll let you know. Be nice to herEm. I don't want her thinking badly of this...family." I promise," she replied, lying back down and closing her eyes. "That'swonderful Robert, it's taken so long." Yes," Robert said, pausing on his way out to pick up the discardedstockings and stuff them down the front of his trousers. "Yes it has."* * * * *The Ivy was bustling when Emma arrived. She smiled breathlessly as sheentered,. I knelt down to listen and all he kept mumbling was,“Dad’ll kill me. Just let me crash with you. He’ll kill me if he sees me like this.” I realised that, while he was obviously drunk, he had been sufficiently aware to tell his mates to deliver him to the wrong apartment on purpose. Knowing how much of a disciplinarian his father was, I figured the lad needed a break, so I decided to drag him inside and let him sleep it off.I struggled as best I could, lifting him to his feet and staggering. . I'm in the first... you knew that too... Oh yes, I'm studying Geography... And I'm missing my man!"There were sympathetic "Aaahhh"'s from the other girls. Then it was Cathy's turn."Hi, I'm Cathy. I'm from the states and uh, I'm also 18. And I'm missing a whole country full of men! Oh yeah, and I'm studying English History... British History, sorry. So, I'm over here on an exchange program so I can study it actually in England... Britain... The UK... Whatever." Cathy frowned for a moment, and. I found the interviews very stressful and we had already planned to unwind. I'll probably head up there on Sunday."Her two classmates nodded and I looked at them a little more closely. All three were very attractive young women in their early thirties and would be the subject of many approaches as soon as the dancing started, if not before."Well, since you're here, would it be alright if I joined you?" I ventured, almost cringing in fear of rejection."Sure!" both Tommie and Julia chimed in.