Behind him, Matt heard the creaking of an opening door. He quickly removed his hand from Joey's belly and turned around to see a man of about 45 years, with dark and gray hair. He was a rather large man, and the suit he wore was somewhat tight. He glanced at Matt for a moment before turning his gaze to Joey.
"Is it time to order you a new uniform, Joey?" The man asked, a twinkle in his eye.
"Yep," replied Joey, sticking his gut out further, causing the bottommost button of his shirt to spring free.
The man gave a chuckle, then turned back to Matt.
"You must be Matt." The man said. "I've been expecting you. I'm Mr Walters."
"Nice to meet you" said Matt reaching up and shaking Mr. Walters' hand.
"You don't mind if I get Joey measured before I show you around the school, do you?" asked Mr. Walters.
Before Matt could answer, Mr. Walters was already back in his office, fumbling through his drawers, and had returned with a yellow cloth measuring tape a few seconds later.
"Arms, Up." Mr. Walters ordered Joey as he dropped to his knees.
Joey responded as if he had done this daily.
"48" said Mr. Walters, as he measured Joey's chest. "59" Mr. Walters counted off the tape pulled around Joey's belly. "56" He read the size of Joey's waist. "And, 35" was the circumference of Joey's thigh. "Getting big, Alfredo." said Mr. Walters, accompanied with a small pat of Joey's gut. "I think we should order them a size or two more than we measured, this time."
"It'll just give me more room to grow." replied Joey, winking at Matt.
"Now as for you, Mr. Butterworth" Mr. Walters said, turning to Matt. But before he could say or do anything else, ...
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