Chapter CLIX - Preparing for the Trials
The elderly woman smacked Marcus' hands, "Keep them by your hips, boy! I can't get an accurate measurement unless you remain still!"
Marcus fidgeted, feeling incredibly awkward; the worst was her breathing; the gusts of air against his bare skin caused shivers to run up his spine.
"You may get dressed now." She said.
'Baseball...'
'Kittens...'
'Grandma... NO! NOT GRANDMA!'
'Flowers...' Marcus did everything he could to get his mind off what was happening.
Meanwhile, the elderly woman had simply completed the task of taking his measurements in expert time and was done within moments; Marcus was the weird one standing there naked and not moving.
"Marquis Nobody..?" She asked, touching his elbow, prompting him to shriek loudly once more and flinch away from her, "You don't have to stand there naked; I've been done..." She said.