GoodFellow had moved aside to give the boys room and allow Richard a path to exit. He watched the showman go and shook his head in amazement. The guy was terrific, every bit a professional.  Hands down his favorite to watch.<br/><br/>It was Charlotte's sobbing that turned his attention to the bed again. He was near the head where she couldn't possibly have seen him. He smiled softly and bent to brush his hand on her cheek.<br/><br/>GoodFellow said her name in a quiet tone loud enough to distract her. Reminding her he had not said goodbye.<br/><br/>"Training remember," He encouraged. "Now that you know what a man's touch is  suppose to feel like your in a perfect position to teach these students how to please a woman properly!"<br/><br/>"Don't be easy on them Charlotte," He warned her. "Make sure they do it right and miss nothing. If they don't touch you correctly make them do it all over again."<br/><br/>"Lady Shaw will be here to insure your instructions are carried out to the fullest," He assured her. "And I will be here for a few moments more incase they need a strong hand until Lady Shaw can see to your needs herself."<br/><br/>Then he smiled as he stepped back where she could still see him if she tilted her head. His hand motioning the boys forward to take their places. The eager hunger in their eyes did not go unnoticed. He expected they would be exceedingly willing to please her in every single way. Probably as many times as they could manage.<br/><br/>His own thoughts turned to Astrid. A glance in Lady Shaw's direction as he waited for her permission to leave.<br/><br/>