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your suit if you won’t disrobe?”

“I—”

Hugh looked at his watch. “We are on a tight schedule, I’m afraid. We don’t have time to waste,

Finch.”

Finch felt like he’d been sucked into a mirror universe. It was supposed to be him hurrying

things along while Hugh stood around and goggled at everything, and he wasn’t sure he liked

this turn of events. “Yes, sir,” he said, then reluctantly began to disrobe under Ashley’s

calculating and Hugh’s avid eyes until he was only wearing his old, saggy boxers.

“Oh, honey. You are far too pretty to be letting yourself go like this.” Ashley turned his head,

and like magic out sprang an assistant from one of the side rooms. Finch yelped and covered

himself to best preserve his modesty. Neither Hugh, Ashley, nor the assistant seemed fazed.

“Buford, we’re going to need a new everything from the socks on up. I’m thinking black to start,

just to see what kind of canvas we’re working with. Size small. Oh, and while you’re back there,

see what else we have that’s comparable. Thank you. You’re a doll.”

Buford scurried off and came back with a few packages, which he handed to Ashley. Ashley

pawed his way through them, then held up a pair of black boxers for Finch. “There you are,

hon. Now, put these on, please.”

“But—”

Ashley gave Finch a very scary look.

Hugh chuckled. “Just do as he says, Finch. You’ll find it makes life much easier and quite a bit

more pleasant.”

“Yes, sir.” He knew he had no reason to feel body shy. That was one of the first things they

drummed out of you in the Pedigree. Nevertheless, he hadn’t been in his cloister for over a

decade and he couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious. He wasn’t as lithe as he used to

be, his body not as supple or delicate. Still, he could do this. They were all men, after all, or

men and a dragon, and there was nothing Finch had the other two hadn’t seen before.

Finch slipped his old underwear off and put on the boxers. They fit perfectly and were made of

a material that was as light and cool as wearing gossamer. He looked up at Hugh, not able to

help himself, and saw him sitting with his head cocked to the side. “Try the briefs, Ashley. I

want to see the comparison.”

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