I was so proud of her as I stopped recording, and when she came back to me, her dress in her hand, I again hugged her and told her that I loved her.La...la was happy and tired so we left the bar and started walking back, it was the early hours and the only people about were people leaving the bars. Layla hadn’t bothered putting her dress back on and was more comfortable carrying her sandals. We got about half way before she asked me to carry her so I squat in front of her, put her over my. I asked that she wear a short denim mini, a knit scooped neck blouse, and sandals. Although she insisted on wearing panties, she did not wear a bra.On the drive across town to the theater, she sat very quietly in the car. She was obviously nervous about what was going to happen. We pulled into the parking lot, paid for our tickets and entered the theater. After our eyes adjusted to the dark, I realized that there were only about 6 guys spread around the theater; it was still early, only about. The threatening massive beast that was in his apartment... everything was making it hard for him to think."I, uh, believe you were going to tell me what you ought to do," Martin said, staring directly into Mark's eyes and waiting for him to come around.Mark was finally able to take his gaze away from the dog when he could tell that the huge beast was under Martin's control."I ought to break your neck," he said in a low, seething voice. "Just who the hell do you think you are, coming in here and. "Just a minute," we heard a bit later. Grandmother Katie appeared shortly after that. She was still adjusting her clothes, as she came through the doorway to the kitchen. The spell had been canceled just before she got to it."Is everything all right?" I asked worried."Yes, Dear. We were just a little busy," Katie answered, and looked back into the kitchen as Margie and Grandfather Mark appeared behind her. They were both grinning."What can we do for you?" she asked on turning back to us. Clare.