In the southern town off Abbottsford, the biggest in Downshire, is its administrative capital and the seat of the Downshire government.
It
was also a place of learning thanks to the Downshire University, a Cathedral
City and is home to Abbottsford Town football club, known as the Knights.
Ex
Knights Captain Mark Larcombe parked his car in the multistorey and, carrying
his bag he went in the front entrance of the clubs Gym complex.
He
was there to use the Pool, Gym, and Sauna and to get some physio on his knee.
It
was a very modern facility with modern unisex changing rooms with two long rows
of cubicles flanked by lockers.
He
proceeded down the centre aisle to a cubicle at the far end of the row which he
always used in order to get changed.
But
when he opened the door, Mark found it was already occupied by his
Physiotherapist Kerrie Mills wearing only a towel.
“Sorry
Kerrie” he said the door was unlocked.
“I
know, I left it that way” she said and let go of her towel.
“I
thought it was about time the patient massaged the Physio.”
And
then she locked the door.
