Everyone reassembled in the map room at nine the next morning. Ceeley greeted Pimple with a kiss on the lips and he was sure he sensed a fondling of his bony bottom, but that may just have been his over active imagination.
Aedd stood prepared on the volcano, no French pastries today, he was not going to take any chances with a side vent blow-out. ‘If we can get right to it, this has already dragged on longer than I had imagined and as it is a Friday…’ he stopped and looked out of the window, ‘… I shall be seeing Beatrice after she finishes orchestra.’ He leaned and looked out of the window again. Everyone else craned their necks to look in the direction of the window.
‘What?’ Georgie asked, as she leaned across Pimple, fondling his bits and pieces in a multi tasking fashion, a womanly sk
