Since she knew very few about computers, I volunteered to teach her the basics of it.Now I used to come at 2pm instead of 3pm just to get her acquaint...d with the computers.After few weeks came my day, where my task was accomplished.As usual I reached at 2pm and found the door open.There was nobody in her house either in their room.As I entered Pinky’room her PC was on and on the desktop there was some internet pages opened.On scrolling over it I found some xxx sites and pictures. I understood. Charles waited outside the mansion for nearly twenty minutes until Ivy's servant finally came and opened the front door for him. Charles had seen some of her servants and maids briefly and never really remembered who they were or what they looked like. This particular servant of Ivy was as tall as Charles but had balding black hair, a cold face and was in his forties. He was also dressed in a servant's black attire; black pants, black jacket, a red tie, a red ribbon and white gloves.As for how. A coy smile crosses her face as she lets out a moan like sigh. She is facing me, yet I don't think she has seen me. Probably due to the fact that I am looking through the book shelves. She turns the page, and lets out another sigh. I look closer at what she is reading, and I can make out that it is the same magazine that I intended to get a look at this month. Wow, who knew. Why is she reading it? Surely she isn't a "perv" like me. That's when I notice one of her hands reaching up and giving. "I'm serious, Bobby. What ever you write in that book will come true." Oh ... kay," he said, his tone dismissive and doubtful. "Done."She stared at him for a moment, searching his face for signs that he understood and believed her. She wasn't sure; these days, with all that had happened to her -- happened around her -- she wasn't sure of much. She stood tall, smiled to him, turned to leave, then stopped suddenly and turned back. "Oh ... and by the way. You need to be very ... and I mean VERY.