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it. We all oughta try it. And we can start by taking on the Sigs. We’ve gotta stop ’em in their tracks before somebody collects on the pool.’
        Vivian, frowning, gazed at her. ‘Have you got any ideas?’
        The young man who opened the front door of the fraternity house two hours later looked stunned. As if the last thing he expected to find on the porch at midnight was a group of five freshman co-eds, all wearing fancy, low-cut gowns, all but the girl with the video camera hanging onto beer bottles, mugging and swaying as if they were quite drunk.
        ‘Do y’know who I am?’ Vivian asked, slurring her words.
        ‘Uh… sure.’
        ‘These’re my friends.’
        ‘Yo!’ Cora blurted, and raised her bottle as if toasting the guy.
        ‘Pleased to make yer ’quaintance,’ Helen said.
        ‘Howdy,’ Abilene greeted him, and winked.
        Finley, behind them, said nothing as she videotaped the scene.
        ‘What are… what’s going on?’
        ‘Come t’see the fellas,’ Vivian said. ‘Hear they’re hankerin’ t’see me.'
        ‘Gonna let ush in?’ Helen asked.
        ‘We’re gonna give ’em a show,’ Vivian said. A roll of ohe shoulder sent a strap of her gown sliding down her upper arm.
        A frat brother appeared behind the guy in the door and looked out. His mouth fell open. ‘Holy shit,’ he said. ‘What gives?’
        ‘We do,’ Abilene said, winking as she shook her beer bottle at him.
        ‘They want to come in.’
        ‘For Godsake, who’s stopping them? Step right in, ladies.’ He pulled his friend out of the doorway. ‘Go get the others, Bill. I’ll escort these ladies into the parlor.’
        Whirling around, Bill dashed to the stairway just beyond the foyer. He sprang up the stairs two and three at a time.
        ‘I’m Doug,’ said the other. He held the door wide and swept his arm, gesturing for the girls to enter. ‘This is certainly an unexpected surprise.’
        ‘It’ll get even bedder,’ Vivian said, giving his cheek a brief caress as she staggered by.
        ‘You gals have been partying, huh?’
        ‘Just gettin’ started,’ Cora said.
        ‘Feelin’ wild ’n homy,’ Helen said.
        Abilene halted, facing Doug. With a slanted grin, she said, ‘We know you Siggies’re wild ’n homy, too.’ Doug proved her point by fastening his eyes on her cleavage. ‘Yer gonna see a lot more’n that preddy soon.’
        He blew through his pursed lips. ‘Whew. Can’t wait, if I do say so myself.’ Abilene walked on.
        Looking back, she saw Finley poke her lens into the guy’s face. ‘I’m the official historian. The tape of tonight’s proceeding will be copied by my own self and sent to your esteemed fraternity.’
        ‘Great. Fabulous.’
        Doug led them into the ‘parlor,’ a dimly lighted, plushly furnished room to the left of the foyer. As he scurried about, turning on lamps, the sounds of voices and thudding footfalls came from above.
        Abilene heard whoops and yells.
        Someone yelled, ‘You gotta be shitting me!’
        Another voice shouted, ‘WHO?’
        ‘Fuckin’ A!’
        'Five of ’em?’
        ‘I be died ’n gone to heaven!’
        ‘Let me at ’em! ’
        ‘Bombed? Oh, man!’
        Doug laughed and shook his head. ‘Sounds as if the guys’ll be along any minute. Would you ladies like to be seated and make yourselves comfortable?’
        They all glanced around at the sofas and easy chairs, as if considering the offer. Finley panned the room with her camera.
        ‘We can’t very well do what we’re gonna do,’ Vivian said, ‘if we’re sitting down.’
        ‘Sides,’ Cora said, ‘you guys’ll wanta be sittin’ for our show.’ Doug pursed his lips again and scrunched up his eyes. He appeared to be in an agony of