I opened the door to find a lady standing there. She was married, in late 20s, fair in complexion. She asked me for help to take some stuff from groun...d floor to their flat as they were shifting to the adjacent flat and arranging their stuff. I agreed for help, and found her kid standing outside the building. I went there and started picking the stuff and taking it to her flat on 1st floor. After an hour, we were in her flat with all stuff. She offered me tea and we started talking. I came to. “It’s been good today. I’d kinda like it if we could keep the feeling going,” she said.“Lea?” I said. She nodded.“I won’t be making any waves. I know she’s your friend, and she didn’t say anything negative about you that day, so...” I said.“Andrew, I’m not talking about just not making waves. I would love you even more than I already do ... I mean ... if you could see your way clear to forgive her those stupid remarks. You know this one time,” she said. I stared at her kind of coldly, but she. Her head lulled to the side, exposing her neck like an entranced lover giving herself to a vampire. I fastened my lips on her graceful neck and kissed her hard. Suddenly, I wanted to mark her and she gasped as I sucked on her neck. A hand rose to touch my face and then dropped and her voice made a noise but no words. I squeezed her breasts through the bra, crushing her back against me as I bit and kissed her neck, sucking hard. She groaned. I relaxed my lips on her skin, flicking my tongue. I was grimly gratefulthat the outfit didn't come with high-heeled shoes of some kind. But afinal humiliating touch was a pair of pink pom-poms, which I tossed on thebed before turning to the dressing table.This too had somehow during the night - or perhaps while I was on thetoilet? - been stocked with makeup. The drawers held all kinds of jars,tubes, brushes, sponges - everything I could need, apparently. And sittingon a plastic head was a blonde wig, with the long hair tied up in buncheson.