"I didn't expect you to not wear anything underneath those skimpy little shorts of yours, brat. It's more I didn't expect your choice of---underwear to be this fucking kinky. Was this for me?"

Sigurd knew Mikkel had to keep his gender a secret back at the club for many good reasons. Fuck, the boy getting busted would be a disaster and the Swede would be the first to help Mikkel get out of the shithole he might end up in. Hopefully, no one would find out he is a boy.

"Of course I've seen a woman, you fucking cheeky brat. More than you've ever seen of a woman. No, I'm not mad just surprised is all. This stinks of Aarne. It's written all over."

Posing pouch? Didn't the Fin wear one on stage drumming? Girly shopping trips could also be Aarne, possibly Hunter or one of the other more feminine band members. Bjorn was too trashy for this shit. What did he have to do now with it? Undo the bow?

"Want me to undo the bow, brat?"