Well, I was not sure what to make of the lady I took to see EdMaster, but I knew exactly what he would make of her, in her smart business suit with displayed voluptuous cleavage.
After softly knocking on his study door, and entering when bidden, I found Ed Master rearranging his collection of canes having put another hook on the wall for one he bought whilst we were away. It was quite obvious that they had been used in our absence and had not been put back in the correct order. I had never been sure what the logic behind the order had been, but there clearly was a logic in his mind. Perhaps one day I might ask.
Uncle’s eyes sparkled as I described his visitor to him, clearly showing why my nickname for was DOM – Dirty Old Headmaster. He paused, returned to his desk to read a letter which was sitting there, and then with a quick slap to my rear said “well, you had better show her in then”.




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