Ivy crossed her arms over her chest, looking bitterly towards Charles. Charles was scared, intimidated and worried."Listen I didn't know they were goi...g to try something like that. They saw you and I said I wanted to leave but they forced me to stay. Trust me. I am as mad with them as you are!!" Charles stuttered.Ivy continued glaring at him."Oh come on. What did you expect me to do? I told them that we should go. I was surprised one of them was going to try something like that in a diner. I. " Then she hustled us on the bus, where there were already several other girls. I took my seat next to a nervous-looking brunette who was only about 20. The cropped blonde stood at the front and said, "It should only be about a 20 minute ride from here. When we get there, the director will inspect you, and then orientation will begin." She sat down in the first seat and we took off.Based on the looks on the other girls' faces, I figured I might be the only volunteer attendee. A volunteer was. Adverts not welcome nor appreciated in the comments box. Part 2. We had hired a little car and followed a narrow lane down to a small inlet in front of some sand dunes. We parked up and followed a wooden planked path between the high hills of sand and coarse grass, to discover a beautiful cove with soft white sand and an azure coloured sea. Dotted here and there were pairs of sunbeds with umbrellas, probably about fifty pairs in total either empty or occupied by men and women, men together and. Prise!" she said in that annoying, slow, emphasized tone she always used when her daughter had to be told something twice. This time, howver, she punctuated it with a giggle. Finally, Eleni gave up and went to her room to do some reading. She had a paper due for psych on Wednesday."Eleni," her mom called out. "It's 4:00--you'd better dress for dinner."Dress for dinner? She must have a date."How formal exactly is this?" she asked, emerging from her bedroom."Oh, it's not formal not formal at.