It took Gertrude a few moments to notice. However when she did, it was clear to see. In an instant, her wide smile went, her lips instead pressed together, pulled wide. A furrowed brow appearing above them. She didn't reply to him. Instead, she pulled back slightly to look down. Down there. Just to make sure she wasn't imagining it.
She wasn't. And something was wrong.
Concern spread across her face. She looked to him, her hands grabbing him tight. Oh goodness. What could she do? She didn't know anything about men's... parts. There were four other men in the house, maybe they would know something about this?
"Walt!" she exclaimed, "Are you alright? Do you need to go sit in the other room?"
She wasn't. And something was wrong.
Concern spread across her face. She looked to him, her hands grabbing him tight. Oh goodness. What could she do? She didn't know anything about men's... parts. There were four other men in the house, maybe they would know something about this?
"Walt!" she exclaimed, "Are you alright? Do you need to go sit in the other room?"