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Ah, fresh care of themselves "The one you have doesn’t fit? Your cup runneth over?"

He barked out a nervous laugh "Yeah But the ones in the catalog don’t look the sa it in compression shorts or in a jock?"

"Shorts"

"Do you want your dangler to point down, or are you used to tucking it up at the top"

"Down," he said to the floor

I cuffed his shoulder "No probleot you covered, so to speak I’ll order it for you"

"Thanks," he said in a strangled voice, then headed for the showers

Our new coach was next to walk by "Coach Canning!" I called, halting hier than our retired coach He had a sort of grue to hiruffness wasn’t necessary to earn respect

I gave hi intoht"

"Thanks," he said, snapping his gum "Hey, should you be in the locker room?"

"Um," I checked my watch The barbecue didn’t start for another half hour And I wasn’t in charge of the party That was sissy work "Is there soht now?"

He frowned "No, I uys don’t mind?"