Eric’s not confident enough to get on them yet. And also Wizz doesn’t want to leave any bloodstains on the seat in case anyone starts putting 2+2 together and works out what they’ve been doing in Eavans’s shed on the allotment
Little Eric’s arse hole is worse than Uncle Alberts broom. It’s had 7 new sleeves and 8 new butt cheeks. But he can still bend over and get Wizz horned up with a wink
Perhaps little Eric could apply for medical school then if Wizz helped him fill out the application form, after he’s pummelled his little cherry. And then they could both jump into the nearest wood chipper.