Chapitre 4: Chapter 4

??Sir??? The small voice from the doorway brought Joey back to the present.

??I??m sorry.?? Joey led Kevin to the bed and indicated he should sit. ??I??ll sort out some clothes.?? Joey picked out an old T-shirt he??d outgrown, as well as a pair of tracksuit bottoms. ??Here we go.?? Joey pulled the T-shirt over Kevin??s head. He couldn??t help smiling as he watched the garment totally swallow up the smaller man. ??These tracky bottoms have a draw-string, so at least they won??t fall off your waist.??

It was necessary to roll up the legs of the trousers as they were about six inches too long. Once dressed, Kevin looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. To Joey, Kevin??s happy face lit up the room, turning a pretty face into a beautiful one.

What the fuck??s happening to me? Joey asked himself yet again. I??m turning into an old sap. Hope I feel better in the morning.

??Come on, dinner will be almost ready.??