Packing up his gear
First he lays out his duffel. He goes to the closet and picks out at least one nice shirt which he lays carefully beside the duffel on the bed. He makes his way to the trunk and picks out his t-shirts, four, which he puts in a pile beside the nice shirt beside the duffel on the bed. He lays these items on the bed so he can see his week in advanced. Two pairs of jeans go beside the shirts. Then the socks and boxers are picked out. He puts his hands on his hips and stares at the nice shirt his brow doesn’t wrinkle but you can read his thoughts in his face. Is it too nice? Can I wear sneakers with it? No and yes. So he goes into the bathroom and gets his razor, his shaving cream, the toothbrush, toothpaste, comb and aftershave. All of these items fit in a rectangular mesh travel bag. The travel bag is put into the middle part but the front of the duffel. Then the clothing goes in. First the jeans, then the boxers, then the shirts. The socks are put along the side. He stands over the bag mentally checking off all the items. Finally he puts his book and pencil in the front pocket. He turns to me and confused he asks why I haven’t gotten a thing packed. All I can do is laugh a little and kiss his lips. He has no clue how sexy he is.