The invitation

"It's OK Alice," said Emma, walking up behind Jack, Sally just behind her. "It's all taken care of."

“OK then. I suppose we can allow extra garments just this once. Be sure and come and show me how they look, won’t you sir?” Alice said as she handed the garments back.


“Right then,” said Sally in a businesslike manner. “Take your clothes off.”

“Err, Emma, could you mind waiting outside please?” asked Jack with a nervous laugh.

“Oh come on sweetheart,” replied his girlfriend. “There’s nothing there that she hasn’t seen before. She does this for a living, remember?” Emma said nothing, but just looked Jack in the eye.

“Err, yes but there is less there than usual, remember?”

“Oh don’t worry about that honey. Now hurry up and get undressed. Or do you need some help?”

“No, I can manage, thank you,” Jack replied.

He pulled his jumper over his head and dropped it on the chair in the corner of the changing cubicle and then started to unbutton his shirt. He hung that on a hook to the side of the full length mirror and bent over to undo the laces on his trainers. With them disposed of he pulled off his socks and then straightened up.

“And the rest of it darling. Hurry up now,” said his girlfriend with a smile.

Jack turned his back to the two women in order to preserve his modesty as much as possible, but realised that this was futile as the full length mirror that occupied most of one wall made any such attempt a waste of time. He unfastened and unzipped his jeans and pulled them down, carefully folding them and placing them on top of his jumper on the chair. Then, still facing the mirror, he pushed his boxer shorts down to his ankles and stepped out of them. Instinctively he covered his genitals with his hands to cover his shaved pubis.

“OK,” said Emma. “Let’s begin shall we? Stand up straight please Jack, so that I can see you properly”