Coming out of the house about an hour later, Alex swayed his way up the road and to Thorn's home, while wearing nothing but the solid silver chastity belt and his heels. An old lady walking down the street simply cackled and whistled, before smacking him lightly across his ass as they crossed paths. "Enjoy while you got it, sweetie," the old lady chuckled!
Stopping in the middle of the narrow pathway, Alex smiled warmly back at her. "I will, Granny Stone," Alex promised, before asking, "And I hope you're doing well, as well?" If Alex was the slightest bit concerned about his appearance, he didn't show any sign of it, while standing at ease in the middle of the street.
"I'm good," Granny Stone nodded. "Just dealing with an ache in the old knees," she grumbled moodily.
"Well that's to be expected at your age," Alex teased lightly.
"And it's likely to happen soon at your age," Granny Stone snorted, "as much as you keep yours bent and opened!"
"Hey! Be nice!" Shaking his head slightly from side to side, Alex waved lightly as he swayed on across the road. "I'll see if I can come up with something for those knees of yours, the next time I come down this way," Alex promised, as he pushed open the door to Thorn's house without knocking.
"Do that, but you better save some for yourself, sweetie," Granny Stone cackled out in mirth, as Alex stepped inside and shut the door behind him.
"Poor young lass," she sighed. "Born with too much beauty, too much heart, and not any talent." Shaking her head, Granny Stone turned and slowly worked her way down towards Stick's door. "Hey meatheads! You jerk wads in there need to return the Lady's clothes! Before I come in there and beat you all with my stick!"
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"Hey, Thorn!" Alex called out loudly as soon as he entered the dingy little hut, completely unaware of the scene Granny was making just a few houses down and across the street. "You still in here, bro?"
"Yeeeep," came the long, drawn out nasally response, as a large built brute of a man came out from the back room. "I'ze still be ah here," Thorn answered, speaking in a slow, exaggeratingly drawn-out, deep voice. "I'ze saved ah bit ah food fer ya, if'n ya be hankering fer it."
"Nah. Knives gave me quite a bit of 'dessert' to snack on," Alex told him, wrinkling his nose slightly. "I'm not really in a mood to eat anything else right now."
"You'ze gots ta eats," Thorn insisted, lumbering over slowly to pull out a thick sandwich with his massive hands.
"I'll eat back at the school," Alex assured him, shaking his head side to side in denial. "All that's for you. Just remind me to take back the empty baskets from the other day, when I go this time. I can't keep forgetting them all the time."
"Okies dokies," Thorn nodded slowly and solemnly, before taking a massive bite from the sandwich in his hand.
"And, I'm actually here with some good news this time," Alex chuckled, completely unfazed as he watched mayonnaise squirt out the backside of the sandwich and drip unceremoniously onto the top of Thorn's dirt-encrusted foot.
"OHH?? I'b ew gobbin fel me ma brudder gunna fin'ly lube da boob?" Trying to speak with his mouth crammed full of food, Thorn spewed and sputtered almost incoherently while trying to talk.
"Lube the boob?" Quirking his right eye eyebrow upwards towards the heavens, Alex looked down and stared at his bare chest for several long moments. "There's no type of lube on my boob?" Lifting his gaze back across the room, he quizzically stared at Thorn's massive torso as well. Buffed, rippling muscles, criss-crossed with hundreds of thin, randomly interwoven scars covered the darkly tanned body across from him, but there wasn't any sign of any sort of oil, or lubricant, on it.
"Iz ya gunna luze da boobs," Thorn repeated, after swallowing down the food in his mouth.
"No," Alex laughed, finally understanding what he was saying. "Your brother isn't going to 'lose the boobs'. Even if I could afford to pay for some elixir to remove them, my stupid roommates would just force me to grow them back — and probably even bigger next time! Nope. Nope. Nope," Alex denied, crossing his arms in front of his chest to make an 'X' with them, "I'm not stupid enough to do that, until I'm certain I'm ready to leave the school.
"And I'm definitely not leaving it now," Alex exclaimed, vehemently, shaking his head back and forth again.
"Ohh kays…" Nodding his head slowly, Thorn indicated his understanding, before shoving the remaining half of the sandwich which he was holding into his mouth. "So whuts ah gud nudes?"
"The good news…" Alex chuckled to himself for a moment, before trailing off to silence, and then leaning against the rickety boards which made up the wall. "Honestly, there's a ton of good news," he replied finally, beaming a brilliant smile over towards Thorn.
"First, it's almost Winter break. Most of the jackasses are going to be leaving the school, and won't be bothering me for the next three months," Alex laughed happily. "I always look forward to the yearly break time," Alex smiled, wistfully.
"Second," Alex paused a moment for dramatic effect, before continuing, "I think I may have found the solution to why I can't cultiva…"
"Herd dat a'fore," Thorn snorted, interrupting Alex as he shook his head from side to side in disbelief.
"Maybe," Alex admitted, reluctantly, "but I'm almost positive I've stumbled across something amazing this time. So positive," Alex smiled broadly and reassuring, "that I'm going to need your help, starting in three days." Holding up three fingers, he waited until Thorn nodded and repeated the gesture, before telling him, "This break, we're going to work our asses off together, so I can prepare to take advantage of what I uncover next semester."
"But I'ze like mah ass!" Placing his hands protectively atop his backside, Thorn shook his head left and right in denial as he slowly backed away from Alex.