Breathe

[Conor Soul]

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-- It all goes, all goes by       Conor and Cwmfen had always warmed up properly before they started their sessions, but Pendzez seemed only to require some stretching and flexing. Conor rolled his shoulders experimentally, continuing to tense and relax his muscles to let warmth slip into them. As Pendzez seemed finished and content with the little warm up, Conor straightened his back and let a pleasant shiver run up his spine as his back cracked silently. He nodded obediently when the red eyed man asked if he was ready. The excited smile was back now, and he could not force it away as long as the anticipation and joy ran so thickly through him. He was truly enthusiastic about this, it was clear for all to see.

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