A predicament

I closed my legs as I sat facing her again.

"Well, I'm sure you heard all of that. Seems my trousers...uh, indisposed. Therefore it would be grossly unprofessional of me to continue with this presentation, given my current state of dress... or undress."

Good lad Ren. End this farce now before you do something you'll regret.

She only had to look at me for me to continue waffling on.

"Unless of course, you DON'T have a problem with me being like this. In which case we could... uh, carry on." I said. "Your decision"

WHAT?!

**_What are you DOING?!!!- - - - - -

_**

"Oh good, I'm glad you don't have a problem with it. Then I shall begin the presentation."

I began standing up.

And you'll break eye contact with me in 3 .. 2..

I turned, hoping to avoid showing her my semi, pressing against my shirt.

"So if you would be kind enough to devote your attention to the slip chart behind me, I'll begin."

Yes... and pigs might fly too.