POV best Of sheladys # 13 Rebolando
Once sat, rather uncomfortably on the wooden floor with his knees bent up and his legs crossed in front of him, Edgar waited. He generally got a warm and tingly feeling whenever Simpson passed him in the hall or bumped into him in a corridor Info link. At eight o’clock sharp Edgar stood, twitching slightly nervously, expecting a gang of lads to arrive at any moment and strip him naked before tying him fast to one of the rugby posts; however it was the singular figure of Simpson who strode up to meet him.
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