“I know… sorry ’bout that… Mum insisted that I came and I told her you wouldn’t want to see me.” Mike replied.
Changing the subject, Mike asked Charlie if he had any plans for the rest of the afternoon. “Not really…” Charles replied, arching his back a little and pushing his hand into his waist. “I’ve got a few more chores to do before tea time, then there’s the dishes to wash and the kitchen to clean and I can finally take my corset off.”
“You wear a corset?!” Mike exclaimed. Charles nodded and said it’s to protect his back and maintain his posture. “I had no idea!” Mike gasped. “Can I see it?”
“I’d rather you didn’t… it is underwear and I’m not gonna show you my undies Mike.”
“Fair enough… soz.” Mike bashfully replied. “You wear one everyday?”
“Unless it’s a school day.” Charles said, before muttering something about not looking forward to actually leaving school.
