"Okay, much too tight," Simon said smoothly, putting his hands on his own hips. "What about something shiny? I saw purple vinyl out there. And they look lined."

"They're really comfortable too," Mindy said, returning to her bubbly self after acknowledging that she had indeed overstepped some boundaries there. No one should tell another to kneel unless they were negotiating. It wasn't her place to undermine Simon. Peter would learn, perhaps. If he wanted to. "I'll go and get them."

"And that black shirt with the leather collar built in? Go small on it."

Mindy nodded and let herself out and Simon, who may have forgotten himself, went straight to Peter's fly to help him out of those pants.

He blinked and dropped his hands a moment later. "Yikes, sorry about that. I'll be outside."

Peter was just so... Docile. Easy. Training him would be a pleasure.