“A'right, ye old bawheid.” It figured that the winner of this little game would be none other than this guy. Eric reached down and pried apart the clasp of his trousers. He tugged down the zip, then let them fall. He wasn’t one to waste time with undergarments. So there he stood, fully nude, with no more than what he’d been graced with from birth. Quite generously graced with from birth.