“Mahiro said not to worry about it, that he’s going to dress me.” Alex can feel nerves twisting in his stomach. “Am I going to be in leather?” Oh God, that’s all he needs. A picture of himself looking like everyone’s gay fetish dream getting out on the internet for the world to speculate over. Maybe this is a bad idea after all.
“Alex, of all the people in the universe you can trust to not dress you like Leather Daddy Ken, Mahiro is one of them. Me, however, well. Glad I brought all my harnesses, is all I’m saying.”
“Oh my God.” Alex pushes Chris over by the side of the face. “Seriously, how do you even survive with that complete lack of self-awareness?”
“Oh, darling, I’m very aware. I just don’t give a s**t. Now. You have until Saturday to get your act together. Mani-pedi, haircut, wax
