About four hours into the recording though, it happened. Don’t worry Edgar, not long until you can retire He told himself as he reached the top. Although the last one wouldn’t be used as she wasn’t going to let that sweaty fat old man touch her perfect body. “Come on Edgar you old fool, I want to unpack and sunbathe.” Clara chided as she watched the old man of sixty struggle and sweat as his old body carried the spoilt brat’s insanely large suitcases up the villa steps. “Why would you do this to us?”
Clara had expected remorse, expected a desperate man with some sort of reason behind what he was doing. Still taller than his 5’6 frame, much like Clara her body was like that of a Victoria secrets model. “So that would mean for you, Victoria and Larna.
