He managed to find a flannel there which he plunged under the faucet then plunged the now sodden cloth hard into his eyes. The water in that flannel s...on penetrated in under Jared’s eyelids and began to soothe the pain immediately.After holding the wet flannel to his face for a minute or two Jared turned his still dripping, naked body around and leaned backwards onto the basin and opened his eyes a fraction. He was looking out through the open bathroom door but only for a moment as he had to. I stood up quickly and scurried off.It was probably about fifteen to twenty minutes later when I finally returned to the theatre. Not only were there no staff in the foyer, when they finally did turn up I had to wait for a fresh batch of popcorn to finish popping."Here you go," I said as I handed the tray over, "four extra large tubs of popcorn and four extra large cokes."He snatched the tray from me and handed it along the line. He handed me the empty tray back. "You'd best take it back," he. That's when I found out that Tibor was divorced, with a seven year old daughter who lived in Hungary. He hadn't seen her since she was two years old. My father was talking about trying to see if he could get Tibor a job at his plant, and Agnes and my mother were going to ask at church about whether anyone had any clothing to donate for him to use. My parents started teasing Agnes about how nice it was that she was interested in helping the cause of Hungarian refugees now. It was good natured. The idea alternately frightened and excited her. And as the date came closer, she became more and more distracted. At last the night was at hand. Tom picked her up and together they drove to his house. Once inside, he escorted her to his family room where he had constructed the device upon which she was to spend the greater part of the evening. Tom had taken a sheet of plywood on which he had mounted a thin mattress. He had mounted this on an easel-like device with what looked like two half.