Having forgotten his watch earlier, Charlie whizzed back up to the pool house to look for it.
Since there was someone there and they looked busy he crept around the edge of the pool to the lounger where he had left it, but couldn't resist glancing at the tattoos.
He really admired people who were brave enough to have them. Having his tongue pierced had made him faint - the very thought of lots of little needles made his head swim.