“May I?” Perkins offered out his arms and helped Will undress. With expert efficiency, Perkins had Will out of everything but his shirt and smalls within minutes. I had a suspicion had I not been present, more would have been removed. My suspicions were confirmed when the tape measure was whipped around Will’s body with great precision, but with a lot of extended close contact.
Perkins allowed Will a brisk, “Excuse me, sir,” before measuring his inside leg. The seconds stretched to a full minute with Perkins’ fingertips and knuckles brushing Will’s covered genitals. Will threw me a startled glance through the mirror as I stood behind him.
I cleared my throat, and Perkins jolted before noting down the very precise measurement. He struggled to get up off his aching old knees. A less vindic
