I fake a scowl. “I loosened it.” We share a short laugh and I’m surprised at myself. I was flirting with this random stranger! “After you?�... he asks, holding the box as it if weighed nothing. I close the trunk and hurriedly guide him to my new apartment. He walks in after me, setting the box on the kitchen counter. “Thanks for your help,” I say. “Not problem,” he replies easily. “I’m Kaleb, by the way.” “Jess.” We shake hands. His grip is warm and not too tight. I’m somewhat thrown by his. Juan found your insurance paper work." What happen" I tapped out."You don't remember? Oh my god it was a nightmare! We went to the building - the one that's being renovated - do you remember that much?" I had a vague recollection of it so I tapped the 'y'. "Y, as in yes? Ok. So, this irritant of a building manager - who has been fired by the way - tells us that he doesn't have time to show us the updates and we're in his way. Well, I asked if we could look around on our own, and he told us to. He brushed the hair out of his eyes and looked down atthe breasts and fake vagina below. Then he remembered that he'd fallenasleep in the bodysuit. He smiled as he played with breasts briefly, butstopped as he smelt the stale sweat that had built up in the suit. Heneeded a bath before his grand revenge tonight. He decided that it wouldbe too much hassle to take it all off so he did his business on the loo,ran the bath; put some girly bath salts in before getting in with thesuit still on. The. Tepin locked his legs, fishing in his pocket for his carrying case and placing his visor on his snout. He reached up and switched it on, the familiar glow of the orange HUD lighting up to overlay his hands with holographic markers. The Krell was lying still, the fallen leaves near her snout blowing. He wasn’t sure if she was trying to be a good model, or if she was just asleep, but he began to paint all the same.She had such a classical appearance, a traditional style of painting was the only.