“How many inches does it usually take?” asked my friend, as she ran her fingers over my body.
“For my belt?” I said. She’s a talented and creative dressmaker, as I should probably have mentioned.
“Yes, for your belt.”
“Oh,” I laughed and told her.
I’m so fortunate my lovely friend is making a stunning dress for me for an upcoming event, and I am being measured today. As she measured me she chatted softly with me.
“And how is that lovely boy of yours?” she asked.
“Oh, you mean Sebastian,” I answered. “He’s not my ‘boy’. Oh far from it. I’m quite worried about him, though.”
“He’s just my personal trainer,” I insisted.
“Of course he is, dear!” she replied.
“I’m quite worried about him. He’s travelling again. You know what happened last time. He got himself into the most ludicrous situation. I’m convinced his digestive tract is only just beginning to recover. And now he’s of to Molvania.”
I felt her hand reaching between my legs and a tape measure being pressed to soft flesh. “What on earth is he doing there?”
“He’s involved with some charity, Personal Trainers Without Borders or something.”
“And what precisely do the Molvanians want from them?”
“Well, as far as I can make out he’s going there to teach them to be vegetarians, or something. It’s supposedly something to do with nutrition.”
“How exciting,” she said as she asked me to fold forward a little more.
“He’s been practicing useful phrases in Molvanian with me. I swear it’s the most ludicrous language I ever heard. I mean, really how many genders does one really need for grammar. Four really does seem a little excessive. Poor Sebastian’s not picking up much, but so far I know how to say “What’s that smell?” and “Where’s the axe?”. The words have to be accompanied by the required hand gestures, of course.”
“Well, of course,” she said as I felt her hand in the small of my back. “I can see how those words might be useful,” she said with a mouthful of pins.
This is going to be a lovely dress, I’ve no doubt. So kind of her!
However that’s not the main reason I’m writing to you. I know that many of my readers have been enjoying Clothes Maketh The Man. On March 8th it will be three years of this great story, and we’re now moving into an exciting new place for Andy, Devina and the various characters of the story. As of March 1st Clothes Maketh The Man will be hosted in my Patron account which can be reached HERE. I’ll be continuing in weekly installments, and without giving too much away I can tell you that Andy’s life is set to get a whole lot more exciting. Clothes Maketh The Man – Miami starts for all my Patreon members on March 1st. You can join for as little as $1 a month.
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