While Carson began picking out things for Mulder to wear, Thom, Kyan and
Ted were going to town on Mulder's apartment. Paint was going up and
pictures were coming down. Mulder's bathroom was being totally gutted, and
movers were coming in and removing the waterbed.
Carson brought Mulder over to the display of all the different washes. "Now," Carson announced clearing his throat. "From what I saw of your closet, you wear really tight jeans and that has to stop. So what we have here are the different varieties and washes of jeans, which you can mix and match which is great. So you can just go ahead and pick out some of the styles you like. And remember we're going to a more relaxed look. It's okay to be tights aroud the tush, but we want relaxed legs."
Mulder began to file through the denim. First he chose a dark washes pair ad held them out. Carson admired his choice. "These are great, they're Cardiel and see here?" Carson turned the pair around so they could see the rear. "This assymmetrical back will draw attention to you backside. Not that you need anymore." Carson quickly checked out Mulder's ass and winked.
Mulder found another pair and showed it to his tutor. "These are good too. The Rigby has a really relaxed figure but it has the big back pockets, which makes the whole jeans just look more, you know, hot." Mulder laughed and smiled, and Carson reached over and picked out a few other pairs and threw them directly at Mulder's face. He caught them and allowed himself to be steered over to the fitting rooms.
After a rather long period of time in the room, Carson ran over to the door. "You need help in there Foxy?" He then dropped to his knees and looked under the door. "I'm good!" Mulder yelled and was caught in the process of checking his own ass out in the mirror. "Ohhhh, those look good!" Carson said giddily as he layed on the floor. "Get out!" Mulder said laughing.
Stepping out a moment later, Carson admired the fit and said that his ass looked positively hot in that particular pair. Mulder retreated to the little room and tried on the other pairs which had been chosen for him. Once done, they paid for the clothes and Carson took Mulder on a mad dash over to Sax Fifth Avenue.
Mulder, being the incompetant shopped that he was, had never been in the classy department store and took a moment to rearrange himself. "Come on!!!" Carson said and jumped up and down giddily. Mulder sighed, but smiled and followed him towards the back of the store where they took the escalator up to the men's department.
"Okay, we're really here to get you not only some work clothes, but some, you know, some fun clothes as well." He clapped his hads together and gestured to the colorfully arranged button downs that we hanging on the wall. Carson tilted his head from side to side and pulled out three brightly color shirts. "Here." He placed them judiciously into Mulder's arms and grabbed a blue sweater. "Cute!"
"See, here, Foxy, you're really well toned and, oh!" He grabbed Mulder's bicep causing Mulder to jump a bit. "As I was saying, you're well toned and we want to bring that out with some *tasteful* but *tight* tee-shirts. Black would look good, so..." He pulled down a thin black shirt with a small pocket over the right pec. He also grabbed a rust colored shirt and a bright blue tee-shirt. "Now! Let's go find some suits."
Mulder found it quite odd that Carson was more excited that he was, though Carson was shopping for someone else.
After another hour or so of Mulder trying on suits, pants and a plethora of other things like belts and hats and glasses, they were done and took their purchases to the counter.
Carson brought Mulder over to the display of all the different washes. "Now," Carson announced clearing his throat. "From what I saw of your closet, you wear really tight jeans and that has to stop. So what we have here are the different varieties and washes of jeans, which you can mix and match which is great. So you can just go ahead and pick out some of the styles you like. And remember we're going to a more relaxed look. It's okay to be tights aroud the tush, but we want relaxed legs."
Mulder began to file through the denim. First he chose a dark washes pair ad held them out. Carson admired his choice. "These are great, they're Cardiel and see here?" Carson turned the pair around so they could see the rear. "This assymmetrical back will draw attention to you backside. Not that you need anymore." Carson quickly checked out Mulder's ass and winked.
Mulder found another pair and showed it to his tutor. "These are good too. The Rigby has a really relaxed figure but it has the big back pockets, which makes the whole jeans just look more, you know, hot." Mulder laughed and smiled, and Carson reached over and picked out a few other pairs and threw them directly at Mulder's face. He caught them and allowed himself to be steered over to the fitting rooms.
After a rather long period of time in the room, Carson ran over to the door. "You need help in there Foxy?" He then dropped to his knees and looked under the door. "I'm good!" Mulder yelled and was caught in the process of checking his own ass out in the mirror. "Ohhhh, those look good!" Carson said giddily as he layed on the floor. "Get out!" Mulder said laughing.
Stepping out a moment later, Carson admired the fit and said that his ass looked positively hot in that particular pair. Mulder retreated to the little room and tried on the other pairs which had been chosen for him. Once done, they paid for the clothes and Carson took Mulder on a mad dash over to Sax Fifth Avenue.
Mulder, being the incompetant shopped that he was, had never been in the classy department store and took a moment to rearrange himself. "Come on!!!" Carson said and jumped up and down giddily. Mulder sighed, but smiled and followed him towards the back of the store where they took the escalator up to the men's department.
"Okay, we're really here to get you not only some work clothes, but some, you know, some fun clothes as well." He clapped his hads together and gestured to the colorfully arranged button downs that we hanging on the wall. Carson tilted his head from side to side and pulled out three brightly color shirts. "Here." He placed them judiciously into Mulder's arms and grabbed a blue sweater. "Cute!"
"See, here, Foxy, you're really well toned and, oh!" He grabbed Mulder's bicep causing Mulder to jump a bit. "As I was saying, you're well toned and we want to bring that out with some *tasteful* but *tight* tee-shirts. Black would look good, so..." He pulled down a thin black shirt with a small pocket over the right pec. He also grabbed a rust colored shirt and a bright blue tee-shirt. "Now! Let's go find some suits."
Mulder found it quite odd that Carson was more excited that he was, though Carson was shopping for someone else.
After another hour or so of Mulder trying on suits, pants and a plethora of other things like belts and hats and glasses, they were done and took their purchases to the counter.