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Super-Earth
- Joined
- Apr 2, 2012
- Location
- Old Windsor
You walked through the front-door; as you have for many-a-year. Wondering, hoping to see something or someone that takes your fancy. As you went further down the corridor the usual sounds came out of the plush-oak-painted doors on your left and right. However you knew there was one door which you felt you had to go down to first. It was at the end of the corridor, the walls on either side were also oak-panelled, the floor had a thick white carpet that enveloped your toes each time you stepped on it.
Finally you got to the door. Butterflies through all round your stomach, as they always did at this moment. You took a deep breath and then walked in.
In the cage in front of you, there was the usual X-frame and on it was a new male with his back towards you. Muscled, white, exhausted. Slowly you walked in (the doors designed so no one could hear them open or close), all that could be heard was the breathing from the male. You go to the front of the cage. Slowly he looked up, his hair was a short-back-and-sides and was very messy, his eyes were the colour of the Caribbean ocean.
"S....Sir, please help"
Finally you got to the door. Butterflies through all round your stomach, as they always did at this moment. You took a deep breath and then walked in.
In the cage in front of you, there was the usual X-frame and on it was a new male with his back towards you. Muscled, white, exhausted. Slowly you walked in (the doors designed so no one could hear them open or close), all that could be heard was the breathing from the male. You go to the front of the cage. Slowly he looked up, his hair was a short-back-and-sides and was very messy, his eyes were the colour of the Caribbean ocean.
"S....Sir, please help"