Bryan hit the wall of blue fabric and scrambled for a handhold in the woven fabric. Luckily at his size the tight weave of the shirt looked like it was woven of the ropes they use to tie ships to the wharf.
Clinging to the shirt Bryan took a moment to look at where he had landed.
He was right in the middle of Greg's chest, directly between his pecs. The shirt was a v-neck polo, the type with a couple of buttons at the top. Bryan was right below the bottom button.
Looking up he felt awe at seeing the underside of Greg's chiselled chin, showing a slight stubble. His strong neck lead down to the top of the v-line of the shirt which was open to reveal a hint of a lightly haired chest.
Taking a firm hold Bryan turned his head the other way to look down.
Major mistake!
Bryan froze at the realisation of just how high he was off the ground. A thousand foot drop awaited him if he let go.
The sound of voices broke his fear and he realised that Tommy was picking up his school bag.
With a scream of despair he watched as the small box was placed inside the bag and Tommy turned to leave.
Without that box Bryan was helpless. The vial of growth serum was inside the box!
The door clicked closed and Bryan was faced with a new danger as Greg began to move.
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