"That dress makes you so damn hot." Jake's friend Steve said.

"It's nice not having something near my neck. Take a guess why."

"Oh, uh, yeah." Steve said. "Sorry, I just got a bit carried away."

"Don't worry about it." Jake said, taking a sip of his coffee. "Thanks for coming out, by the way. How does my neck look? You've already looked at what's below it enough, you had to have seen it by accident by now."

"I think it's okay." Steve said. "No redness, no swelling, no oozing shit, nothing around it. How long until those come out?"

"A week, but the doctor even said he'd just being cautious. Hell, they took the gauze off and told me I didn't have to wear it yesterday, but still, it feels weird having anything against those stitches."

"That feels weird? That's the thing that feels weird Nothing else?" Steve asked incredulously.

At that Jake had to laugh.

"Yeah, it all does, man, hell, I have tits and I'm wearing a dress and tights, of course it feels weird, but, somehow those things remind me less of all of this than the stitches. Is that odd?"

"I don't know. I have no damn idea." Steve admitted. "So, anyway, did you have a plan or anything?"

"Nah, I just figured we'd drink some, order some food, watch some streaming, and maybe some games. What do you say?"

"I've got no plans today. Yeah, let's do this."

Jake took a another drink and finished his coffee and walked over to the sofa, sitting down on it, keeping his legs together. Steve sat down beside him. Jake looked at him.

"You've never sat this close before."

"You've never worn that before." Steve laughed. "See what looking pretty gets you?"

"Fuck you." Jake said with a laugh. "What do you want to watch?"

"That new superhero show sounds good."
"Sounds good to me. Good way to spend a day."

"Hell yeah."