He chose flight. Dazed and absent-mindedly, he made his way back to the bedroom. He noticed that his clothes were scattered down the hallway, shoes in...the distance then his jacket, dress shirt, trousers, briefs and socks all crumpled before him. Pressing him against the closed front door, her frantic hands roamed all over him. Trying to strip him, they rolled each other against the wall to assert themselves. Pulling the zip of her dress down and watching it fall to the floor; her hands pushed. Next came a pair of tight panties that helped hold every thing in place when I would tuck my member back up between my legs. I pulled out my makeup bag and started on my face. Like I said it had been quite some time since the last time I dressed so I was a little out of practice putting my makeup on. It took longer than I thought it would and it didn't turn out as nice as I had hoped. It was a little too heavy but it looked okay.Next came a pair of fish net stockings that I attached to a red. It would be very difficult for me to avoid Sumita if everybody was asleep when I went back. It would be much easier for me to be back when all were awake so that she won't have a chance to talk to me.I entered my house at 9:30 in the night and told my mother to serve dinner as I was hungry. Sumita brought me my dinner and while putting the plates down, deliberately pressed my hands. I moved my hands away and started eating. Within ten minutes, I completed my dinner and told my mother that I was. I decided I’d let her settle in before I went round and introduced myself but half an hour after the van had gone, I saw her walk past my kitchen window and seconds later, there was a knock at my door. Guessing it was her, I got up and answered it, running a comb through my hair as I walked down the hallway. “Oh hello,” my new neighbour said, “I’m sorry to trouble you but I’ve just moved in next-door and can’t seem to get any hot water. Could you show me how the boiler works?” “It’s nice to.