You press the bell and pray she is in. After an eternity, constantly checking over your shoulder to check no-one is around a croaky sleepy voice crackles out of the speaker.

"Hello?"

"Chloe it's me, Alan, I am locked outside, look it's complicated and I will explain later but can you buzz the door for me?"

"Alan, what, gosh its really late hang on"

Biting your lip you fear she is going to come down to meet you, but the door lock pops and you urgently push it and slide into the lobby. You have to carefully squat down to pick up your keys balancing precariously on the heels and trying to stop your dress riding up over your butt.

You try to tiptoe up the stairs and down the hallway to your apartment but no matter how carefully you tread the shoes produce a loud echoing clip-clop sound. At last you reach your door and quietly slide the key into the lock and let yourself in.

"Nice ass"

You hear the familiar voice behind you and your heart sinks, you turn to face your neighbour.

"Oh and nice rack too"

You pull her into your apartment and shut the door in case she wakes anyone else up.

"Look Chloe I can explain"

"Oh there's no need to explain Alan, how you dress for a night out is up to you, but can you please take your keys with you, I mean these streets are not safe for a girl like you"

She giggles looking you up and down.

"No no, someone did this to me" you try to explain

"Oh did they, and who would they be exactly, and where are THEY?"

You slump onto the bed, you can't explain because you don't know what happened, the stress of the situation wells up inside you and, almost fitting your attire, you burst into girly sobbing.

"Hey Alan, its ok, come on don't cry you will make your mascara run. I don't know what has happened to you but I don't care you are safe now. Come on give me a hug"

She squeezes you and your head rests in the softness of her dressing gown. You put your arms around her and the next thing you know the pair of you are sharing a warm passionate kiss.