A thief in the night

Time to play dress up

Miguel got his clothes and met James upstairs

James stood in his room fumbling through his closet.

Miguel stood in the doorway, " I got my clothes"

Without looking away from his task James said " put them on the bed and come here"

Miguel did as he was told and then stood in front of James.

James pulled one of his old shirts out and held it to the boy's chest

"This will have to do," said James as he walked towards the bed picking out the underwear and black jeans from Miguel's clothing.
"Put these on while I freshen up," said James walking through the adjoining door.

Miguel held the shirt in his hands, marveling at its magnificence. It was a light beige linen shirt with brass buttons. He slipped his underwear, shoes, and jeans on and his shirt and soon heard James calling him from the bathroom.

He went to the bathroom and saw James' hair now a little more tamed stand with a small jar in his hands.

James gestured for Miguel to stand in from of him. Miguel stood in front of James facing the mirror. James took a little of its contents and work it into the boy's hair. Miguel enjoyed the personal attention and before he knew it James had executed a fine style in his hair.

James smirked and left the boy to gawk at himself in the mirror.

For a moment Miguel admired himself in the mirror seeing how different he had become from just yesterday. His concentration was broken by James calling him downstairs.

Miguel came downstairs to find James standing at the foot of the stairs keys in hand.

James noticed Miguel staring at the keys in hand and thought it would be nice to enlighten Miguel on their agenda. " today I will take you out and we will get you new clothes shoes and whatever else I think you'll need." said James
"I must outfit my new toy of course"

He then walked to the door of the kitchen into his garage. James got into the car unlocking the doors with a satisfying click that only was afforded to high-end cars. Miguel got in ogling at the leather seats and just the atmosphere.
With a click of the button, the car started and with another, the garage doors opened and they were off.

Miguel looked out the window staining at the trees and houses fly by. He was high at the moment. He was in a nice car, with a nice man and they were on their way to get clothes. That's all that mattered at that moment to Miguel.

Miguel's haze was broken by James speaking " we're here" said James pulling in front of a beautiful yet simple-looking store it was framed by beautiful marble with a dark awning and a large glass window.

Miguel looked at the words in the window "ay-pee-teen-sy"

"Appetency," said James

Miguel looked at him with a curious look

James noticed his confusion and spoke" it's an old word that means longing desire" As he said this his gaze couldn't help but linger

"Now, shall we go?" Said James

The two walked in to see a man with silver hair that you could tell was from life more than age. he was old but not ancient maybe in his mid-60s, well-groomed, and even better dressed. Black strong and worldly. he stood behind a wooden desk looking in a book, As we stepped in the man looked up and smiled."James"

"Hello Mr.Doyle" James replied. "How's business?"

The man replied " I can't complain"

The man set his eyes on Miguel and smiled " Now who is this ?"

James replied seeing Miguel's bashfulness
" This is Miguel "

"Well hello Miguel, " said Mr. Doyle

Miguel shyly smiled

"Now why have you paid me a visit"

"Miguel needs a new wardrobe," said James

"of course, do you have anything in mind" replied Mr. Doyle

" your the master, haven't the hope of picking better than you" responded making Mr. Doyle smirk

"While that may be true you must give me something to work with"

" well Miguel"

Miguel picked his head up for the first time since he walked into the shop.

"I like pastels," he said coyly

" then pastels you shall get"

And with that Mr. Doyle walked back to his desk pressing a button. I'll have jack take you to one of the fitting rooms, while he gets you comfortable I'll prepare a selection.

Before you could blink twice a freckled fair skin boy appeared in front of me, Doyle. He was no taller than 5'9 slim no older than 16. and dressed almost as good as Mr. Doyle.

He spoke with the classic New York accent that neither James nor Mr. Doyle had and youthful confidence.  " Mr. James how you doing sir"

"Great jack" replied James

"And who is this? Asked the boy

"This is Miguel, I think you'll like him he's your kind of people"

"My kind of people" the boy questioned

"So poor you couldn't buy a hummingbird on a string for a nickel."

" your hurtful sometimes sir and I told you before leave those saying of yours on the farm"

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I know I said I'd make this chapter juicy but I rather not compromise quality to get to the smut so here you go. I also wanted to get something out. Plus this was getting too long But I am currently working on two other projects that have a more quick arrival to smut.