"A'right, noo, tak a hand, an slide it slow down yer breaches and over yer fig. Open the breaches if ye hav' te. Noo, I am gannae be assumin' ye built similar to a Dwarf, cos I go noo basis fer comparison..." There was a slight rustling under the Dwarf's blankets, "Soo, you part the folds a yer fig and run yer fingertips over yerself to gi yerself a feel for eet." The Dwarf's breathing had deepened a little.