“I can’t show these pictures to Dr. Fortescue!” Jarek exclaimed through his giggles once we were back in the car. “They’re practically porn!”
“They’re of a healthy young man, with a very healthy butt, wearing a perfectly flattering pair of underwear,” I assured him.
“I know; they’re porn!”
“Yeah, well, I get the feeling Dr. Fortescue can handle it.”
“You mean ‘cause of Landon?”
“That is what I mean. The best part, though?”
“I thought your eyes were going to fall out your head.”
“He was wearing the underwear!” I laughed right out loud when he stripped off his tights and exposed the flesh of his flanks, swathed in what might have been the very pair of elf-themed underwear that I’d surrendered to Dr. Sabroso twenty minutes previously, and I laughed again scrolling through the short ser
