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Leotard?
“Wait a minute,” Tyler said. “Why do we have to get changed here?”
Kat sighed. “The university won’t let us take promotional pictures on their premises. So lycra yourselves up, bitches.”
“Whatever it takes, remember,” Eddie muttered.
“Your capes are at the venue already,” Kat explained. “They have little pockets all over them for samples. There are six boxes. We don’t want to bring any home.”
“Best of luck, gents,” James said.
“I’ll wait outside,” Kat said. “Tell me when you’re decent.”
James and Kat walked out of the room. Kat stopped and took a quick photo with the camera she had slung around her neck.
“I’ll repay you for this,” Eddie said.
Kat blew him a kiss and let the door shut behind her.
“Fucking hell, guys,” Eddie said, holding his hands up. “I had no idea they were going to do us dirty like this.”
Scott shrugged. “This is going to be a laugh. Come on, boys. Get ’em off.”
They might share a flat but Eddie wasn’t the type to parade around in his underwear. Still, he could hardly complain when they were doing this for him.
All three quickly slipped out of their clothes. Eddie and Tyler stopped at their boxers. To Eddie’s horror, Scott whipped his off.
“Scott!” he exclaimed. “What the fuck?”
Scott had already made a start putting his leotard on. “It’ll look bigger without them. I’m not parading around a university like a Ken doll.”
Eddie turned to Tyler, who was convulsing with hysterics.
“You are a terrible person,” Eddie said.
“I’m not after the students. The lecturers, though…that’s another story.”
“Because that worked so well last time,” Tyler said.
Despite first appearances, Scott was a hopeless romantic.
Eddie had his leotard on now.
“Fuck, this is tight,” he said.
“Gosh, Mr Channing,” Scott said, leering obviously at Eddie’s crotch. “And to think we’ve lived together all these years.”
Eddie shoved him playfully. “Don’t dream impossible dreams, Mr Fitzgerald. Stick to crusty old teachers.”
Tyler had got his outfit on now.
“Shall I let her in?” Eddie asked.
“Fine, go on.”
Eddie opened the door a fraction and peered into the main reception. Kat and Charlotte were gossiping.
“We’re ready for our close-up.”
