With his head whirling about like a spinning top, Stud, not wanting to slip and fall, stepped carefully into the tub.

"For you," whispered Ivory, handing him a glass of champagne with one hand and gently caressing the top of his head with the other.

Kneeling beside the tub, Ivory picking up a bar of lavender scented soap and began to lather up his body with it. As she began to gently caress the inside of his legs, Stud suddenly began giggling.

"I've never heard you laugh out loud before," said a surprised Ivory.

"I haven't had much to laugh about laugh about lately," replied Stud who was enjoying the tender caresses of her soft hands as she ran them up and down his body.

Playfully, Ivory picked up a sponge and wrung it out over his head, allowing the water to run playfully down in his back and into his face, causing him to gasp in displeasure as the soap got into his eyes.

Picking up a dry rag, she gently wiped his face.

Pulling the plug, Ivory took his hand again and helped him to his feet, and wrapped a towel, which she had drenched in a mixture of peppermint and baby oil around him. She refilled their glasses with champagne and led him into the bedroom.

"Go make your self comfortable, said Ivory, brushing her hair from her face. I'm going to put some music on."