What is your response?

You give her an order

"Invite me in anyway," you instruct, politely but firmly.

Julia only hesitates for a moment before saying "Would you like to come in for coffee, Jack?"

"No, Julia. We had coffee at the restaurant. What I'd like to do is come in and fuck you."

Julia flushes like a girl ten years younger and replies, "Well, when you put it like that…"

She takes out her keys and unlocks the front door while you pay the driver, before following her into the ground floor flat. Being so close to college and the town centre, it probably cost almost as much as your house, although it's possible Julia is renting, as the dwelling shows little character or personality, other than the large row of bookshelves down the hall which seems to be a feature of nearly every academic's home. There are two closed doors in each wall, which you assume lead to the kitchen, bathroom and bedrooms, with another standing open at the end of the corridor, revealing the main living space, where a mixture of voices with background music and moving lights reflecting off the white walls and ceiling indicate that somebody is watching television.

"Hi, sis!" drifts in from the living room, foiling any thought you might have had of sneaking in without alerting the flat's other resident. You and Julia walk towards the open doorway.

"Hi, Helen. This is Jack, a colleague from work."

As soon as Julia's sister realizes that she has male company, she sits up straight from where she had been sprawling on her back on the sofa and smooths down the white lace chemise with blue bows which she's wearing. Helen may be six years Julia's junior, but it's clear that her sister was blessed with the looks (and the boobs) in the family. Not that the slim, blonde-ringleted young woman is unattractive, but after being exposed to a smorgasbord of beauty all afternoon at the university, she is decidedly plain.

"Oh, hello, Jack. I'm sorry I'm not dressed for company; I didn't know Julia was bringing someone home."

"Clearly, judging by the way you were lounging around," you say disapprovingly.

"If you think you need to deal with this now, then I can slip into something more comfortable while you're otherwise occupied," suggests Julia.