The following morning Michael bounded down the stairs with his knee socks on for the first time since November. His legs looked much nicer now all the hair had gone and his mother told him so. He blushed as he looked down at his legs and said thanks. “I’ll pick you up some thinner tights this afternoon.” She said. “It’s nice today but it will get chilly again before spring is properly here.”
“OK.” He replied as he packed his bag.
He was fully aware of how different his legs felt as soon as he stepped outside. Somehow cooler and fresher, but not cold. He sat next to a girl called Tina in his first lesson. He noticed her glance at his legs and saw the puzzlement on her face. “Maybe shaving them is a bit too girlie.” He thought.