Ivy and the girls were sat down on her sofa, watching films on Ivy's ultra-large flat screen while Charles would go around and be bringing them drinks...on a tray. The tray was being held up by chains attached to his ring nipples (thanks to Ivy) and the tray itself was tied to his waist by a strap. He wore no clothes.He would walk all the way to the large ice box, which had lots of cold beer cans and he would take the ones that the girls ordered and bring to them. Apart from the ice box, he would. ’ ‘OK,’ she said quietly, her head down. ‘Does he know about me or not? Would he really be THAT forgiving? I don’t know and God forbid, I don’t want to find out.’ ‘Let’s go for a walk, Cindy. I just… let’s go for a walk.’ He took her hand and practically lifted her up from the couch one-handed. Heading toward the door, he grabbed his keys and hat and they walked out of the building, heading toward the beach. Along the way, he debated whether to tall Cindy about Angie’s come-on but decided. Several spotlights blazed to life and began to circle around the dark stage. A large primary spotlight focused on the center of the stage as the stage whirred and shifted. A large pink ornate throne moved towards the front of the stage. Laura was escorted to the throne by the beefcakes- each had a grip on her upper arm- and several techs swarmed around them. Biff watched Laura approach the throne, then turned back to the audience. ‘It’s going to take them several minutes to prep Laura,’ said. They had also made the personal commitment to visit regularly every three or four weeks or so as their busy schedules permitted. One of those visits had been only just a few days ago which was probably why the woman was sneaking into Jared’s dreams right now.As Jared lay sleeping in the nude on his sofa his mind was vividly repainting that scene from two years ago. He could see Mrs Clusky in her big old oilskin raincoat with her massive, old elephant gun waving around all over the place. He.