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More than 150 trainees, stood in line to be measured for their new armor.
The Blacksmith, the metal works, the weapons shop and all that worked in the foundry, were overwhelmed with trying to work and having to measure.
Sir Bret sent a runner to the classroom to ask Sir Remek to send all of the knights attendants to the blacksmith shop. When the girls arrived they got a lot of whistles and leers from the young men in line.
The girls were enjoying this immensely.
They were instructed by Sir Bret on what must be measured and how precise the measurements must be.

With paper and stylus in hand the young, beautiful attendants, begin to measure the men for their armor.
One of the measurements was the groin protection, this had to be an exact measurement for each man, as the groin piece must be comfortable enough to sit in the saddle for long periods of time.

The girls were a little embarrassed at first as the young men seemed to be enjoying this a bit too much.
As they measured, the young girls were having to touch their penis several times to get the critical measurements.
Several got erections and had to step out of line until it subsided. Pretty soon the line of men waiting for their erections to subside was so long, that Sir Bret said, "This is not going to work."
He told the girls, to do just the parts of the armor that wouldn't involve the groin piece.
Several of the girls stuck out their bottom lip and pouted. Many boo's came from the line of men, to which Sir Bret promptly pulled them out of line and made them each, do 50 push-ups saying, "This is NOT a game , this armor will be your home for the duration of your training. Ill fitting armor will make you wish on your Mother, that you had never volunteered for training as a Knight. Now! Pay attention, we have much to do and no time to do it."

Sir bret instructed a very ugly, short man how to measure for the groin protection plate.
Again there were a few boo's and more push-ups.