She lifted the bike to her shoulder and climbed the stairs to the walkway which granted access to the second floor housing units. She took off her ba...k pack and fished out her key, opening the door to 421; block 4, second floor, first unit, on the end. Her place was a single room, with a bathroom, a small kitchen, and a walk-in closet along one side. The only windows were sliding glass doors on the side away from the entrance. She wheeled the bike across the floor, opened the glass door,. Now she kept silent for a minute and asked me to help her. She told me that there is no one to help her and her husband is least bothered. I was like how can I help her. She asked me to come over the next day morning as she would collect the sperm and keep it ready. Now she was living in my in laws house as they are out of station for few months. Her husband comes only in the night to sleep with her as he has business. So she is alone the whole day. As planned I went the next morning there and. Give a little honey, to me and to them.”They walked a few more blocks and turned into an adult book shop. Inside, it appeared like every adult shop in a red-light district, but everywhere they turned they were seeing young couples, hand in hand, browsing the shelves, but looking nervous and obviously waiting. They approached the counter and handed over a ticket. The clerk mentioned in a quiet soothing voice to wait for two bells, and then all women proceed to the door in the back of the shop.. I got out my "Project" clothingout from my wardrobe. I dressed in a pair of lacy white panties, acoffee coloured silk long sleeved blouse, and a straight wool boucl?mixed beige coloured skirt that fell just below the knee. I put on apair of champagne coloured tights (pantyhose), chocolate four inchheeled leather court shoes completed the outfit of "Autumnal Colours". Ithen sat at the dressing table (some months ago, I moved my Mother'sdressing table into my bedroom). Now to apply the oil paints.