29.Dec.19, 11:49 AM
T’ryn stared at the pants for a moment, wondering why his underwear shouldn’t be bulky and why he might need oil. What had he signed up for? Speaking of that, Cazan agreeing to go to the party with him was both nice to hear and terrified him as he headed to the screen to change. Had he really set himself up on a blind date? Partially blind, he supposed as the boots came off. If they were twins like R’vi and N’vian were, then he had an idea of what the woman would look like, but he still only had her brother’s opinions to go off of for everything else.
As he removed his pants, T’ryn thought about the shirt and finally removed that as well. No sense in having it get in the way and hold it up while Caz did whatever needed to be done along the waist or seams. “I would wonder about the type of woman that agrees to go on a date with a man she knows nothing about but I’m no better, am I? I asked her to join me after you said about seven words about her.” T’ryn was currently trying to shimmy into the pants, finding it not too difficult thanks to the loose thread holding everything together, until he got to his thighs. His actual pants that day had been a looser fitting cloth that allowed for the shorts he usually preferred to fit comfortably underneath. He was currently finding that they weren’t quite the right material or size for leather pants and frowned at the way they bunched up every which way.
“Uh, Caz? What if my normal underwear doesn’t quite work with the design?” T’ryn stepped out from behind the screen, the pants mostly on, as he pointed to some of the problem areas. “I suppose this is on me. I do wear something different with my riding leathers that fit a bit tighter to my legs and should have put those on. Should I just go without for now?”
As he removed his pants, T’ryn thought about the shirt and finally removed that as well. No sense in having it get in the way and hold it up while Caz did whatever needed to be done along the waist or seams. “I would wonder about the type of woman that agrees to go on a date with a man she knows nothing about but I’m no better, am I? I asked her to join me after you said about seven words about her.” T’ryn was currently trying to shimmy into the pants, finding it not too difficult thanks to the loose thread holding everything together, until he got to his thighs. His actual pants that day had been a looser fitting cloth that allowed for the shorts he usually preferred to fit comfortably underneath. He was currently finding that they weren’t quite the right material or size for leather pants and frowned at the way they bunched up every which way.
“Uh, Caz? What if my normal underwear doesn’t quite work with the design?” T’ryn stepped out from behind the screen, the pants mostly on, as he pointed to some of the problem areas. “I suppose this is on me. I do wear something different with my riding leathers that fit a bit tighter to my legs and should have put those on. Should I just go without for now?”