Trapped In Lace

When Mendes heard what Jack had sad, he immediately complied. He happily ran towards Rachel.

He opened his arms and stood naked on the bed, and allowed Rachel to help him to get dressed. Jack glanced the boy's buttocks and saw that it was plump as two buns.

Jack lightly slapped the boy's buttocks. "Get dressed by yourself, you little scamp!" he goaded.

Mendes turned his head in surprise. He covered his backside to hide his shame.

Jack raised his chin and urged, "Put on your clothes."

Meanwhile, Rachel held Mendes's clothes in her hands, trying to hold herself back from laughing. To her surprise, Mendes listened to Jack and put the clothes on by himself.

Rachel would glance at Jack from time to time as they waited for Mendes to finish getting dressed. She never expected that he could make Mendes listen to him so easily.

Maybe Mendes understood that it would not do him well to trouble Jack because of his tough attitude.

Mendes was able to put on his shirt without asking for Rachel's help.

But when he began to put on his pants, he stumbled on the bed and couldn't get up. Rachel reached out her arm and held him. Jack supported the boy too.

Mendes struggled to put on his pants.

Watching Mendes get dressed was amusing, and Jack thought it was a lovely sight.

Mendes noticed that Jack was staring at him. "Are we going to sleep together? All three of us?" he asked.

Jack froze. He didn't know how

"I'm a little worried that I'll accidentally sleep on top of Mendes," said Jack. He had been fidgeting on the other side of the bed.

Rachel's drowsiness that she had been building up suddenly went away.

Jack's comment had her worried. Rachel was used to sleeping alone. What if she fell asleep and pressed on Mendes by accident?

She remembered that she once had a patient that was brought in because his parents accidentally fell asleep on top of him.

The thought of accidentally falling asleep on top of Mendes frightened her.

"What if we move him to the side?" Jack suggested. The two of them looked at each other from across the bed. After a moment of silence, Jack spoke again. "The bed is big enough to prevent him from falling off, you don't have to worry."

Rachel nodded at Jack. She probably thought it was a good idea, but there was still one problem.

"Mendes is already asleep. If we move him now, he's going to wake up," she whispered.

"You're right," Jack answered as he rubbed his eyes.

He waited for the little boy to fall deeper in his sleep.

He felt Mendes' soft body lying on his arm and his warm breath running along his arm.

After what felt like an eternity for the both of them, Jack broke the silence. "Is he sound asleep?"

"Wait a few more minutes," said Rachel as she looked at Mendes.

Jack suddenly thought of something and asked, "Do his parents mind that you brought Mendes here?"