"I -" Lord Borr didn't have much recollection of the end of his lesson. He didn't like it much either. "You stay right here, Lad. I will be right back. Must check something."
Lord Borr stood up, rubbing his shoulders. They were a little sore, like perhaps he'd hit something. His eyes narrowed around the room but the only person around was his Leading Lad. Bah.
Lord Borr exited the Lounge and returned to his classroom.
__________________  Someone unimportant whose name slips my memory made this signature. Twas Lady Borr who did it, sir! Boor's bringin' sexy back and yall just hatin' Kingston: Marry me my lord. We're perfect for each other. |