"Zut Alors! You are larger than I first thought." Monsieur Fitters eye's widened with shock at Rimi's shock.<br/>"Your flattery is delicious..." Rimion joked.<br/>"I should stop, Monsi-"<br/>"Just call me Rimion, all right?" Rimi asked, leering at the man with smarmy eyes. "I enjoy the compliments, but I'm just here for clothes... Besides, I've got a nice night in mind for Maximus Williams."<br/>"You don't say... So the rumors are more facts now. Max found some large hands... When you leave here... Max will not if he's looking at you... Or a sexy lion in human form." Monsieur Fitters, taking Rimi's measures while not to stare at Rimion's rugged body.<br/><br/>Some shirts, some slacks, some shoes and as Monsieur Fitters left for something else for Rimion... Rimi wondered how Max was up to and if he was thinking of him. As Rimion began putting the many clothes into a bag, some ringing came from the phone Max gave Rimion. He smiled as he took a look....<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Thought I would check and see how it was going."</span><br/><br/>"Sorry for the delay and thank you for checking up! And thanks for giving the time to get some much needed stuff. I never knew that you could get people to get made to fit you. And quite perfectly, I might add. Hmm what to get for tonight, though? Any thoughts?" He sent back to Max, curious of his response.