Ladies and gentlemen, this is where things go terribly, terribly wrong. It happens in slow motion. I’m unable to completely process what’s going to occur as everything else fades away and the only sound is the long, drawn-out noise of JP saying, “What . . . the . . . fuuuuuuck?” It was never my intention to anger him more, nor was it my intention to cause him to fall. But I accomplished both things . . . whilst pantsing him at the same time. Yup, just like that, with a slight yank, those elastic-banded shorts of his slide right off his narrow hips and down his legs, causing him to stumble even
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