Later Toshi meets up with his 'eating buddy' Ricky.
"So good to get out of the uniform!" Toshi remarked, shedding his vest and belt as he came into the locker room. The uniform shirt and pants soon followed, and he sat for a moment to text Ricky, before pulling on his civvies.
"Good to get out of that tight shirt!" he texted to Ricky. "Should be less than 15 minutes 'till I'm there!" he added.
"I dunno - I like seeing you in that tight shirt and vest around town, reminds me just how much you've packed on!" Ricky texted back.
Clad now in looser polo and cargos, Toshi strode out to his car. The steering wheel was getting closer and closer, he noted, and someday he'd have to consider a different vehicle - or that adaption he'd seen in the cars section for some disabled lady, where the steering wheel was mounted on the door of the car. "It'd be out of the way," he thought to himself, as he pulled out into traffic.
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