It was quite busy but I managed to get a small table near the back. As I sat munching happily on my sandwich, I heard the tearoom door open and when I...looked up, there stood a woman, who was a picture of perfection. She was about 5’ 10, with auburn hair, light makeup and was dressed in an immaculate WWII army uniform, skirt pressed and positioned perfectly and not a hair out of place. I estimated she was in her late 30s. She could have stepped through a time portal straight from the 1940s.. I looked closely at the two and both were obviously horny as hell. It was late so I decided to push my luck.“Strip,” I said. Diane needed no further prodding and began to undress.“You too,” I told Katy. She balked and turned a peculiar shade of red.I turned to face her squarely and looking her directly in the eye, “NOW!”Katy tugged at the helm of her dress and I wasn’t surprised to find she was completely naked under the single cloth. She held the dress in front of her and continued to blush. You told me not to, and I couldn't bear to frighten you." Oh." She was silent for a long moment before going on. "I was hoping that was the case. Eric, I asked you here for a favor..." More silence, and then she started to fidget on the couch. "Uh, would you like some tea?" Sure, that'd be very nice."We both knew I could zip up some instantly, but Melanie quickly got up and headed off to the kitchen. I stayed behind on the couch. "You still like English Breakfast?" she called from the. And I usually try to avoid being like the animals I fantasize about. Its a big decision, I said in all honesty. Can I think about it? I asked. Technically, I had not lied. However, I had omitted some of the truth. Okay, most of the truth. But it was still better than letting her find out I had been playing her the entire time. Oddly, the woman did not seem surprised. Either she was an inexpressive person or she had guessed I was not actually planning on taking a dog home with me. But that did.