I'm Getting a Job.

Caspar's father would ha belted me if i told him i was away to hit a ball. William arched his back and reached out as far as he could. I'm just glad to be in london to have a wee bit of work. He sanded my thigh with the heel of his palm. Come on, why are you playing silly buggers? Why on earth do you think you are here? William stood up abruptly and left me to stare out at the striped lawn.