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With slight hesitation, and carrying my dad's old toolbox, I make my way across the quiet, suburban street that is home to my parent's house. I grew up here, but it still seems to have changed a lot in the few short years I've been studying abroad. I've only just returned, staying here for a bit while reconnecting with everyone from the old days and looking for a job at the same time.

Life moves on - just like our old neighbours did. Instead, a new couple moved in, about my parent's age. My mom didn't tell me much, except that the husband seems to be away for work often and the wife is a homemaker. One in need of assisstance, apparently, as my mom cheerfully told me she had offered my services, without asking me first.

Does it matter to my mom that I'm a nerdy IT major, that my specialty is in cybersecurity? Of course not. So here I am, hauling a box full of tools I barely know how to use to a older woman with an unspecified problem. Luckily, I know how to google stuff.

I ring the doorbell and wait patiently. My mom had told... Sheila, I think her name was, that I would be dropping by to help today - that I had nothing better to do anyway. She's not technically wrong, but it's still annoying.

All of the sudden, the front door swings open, and on the other side, there is a tall, absolutely gorgeous woman in a lightblue, skin-tight cocktail dress. Her long, blond hair tumbles over her shoulders, the ends of it falling over her heaving bosom. Her eyes sparkle with glee, and a broad smile adorns her face. She's looking down at me a bit, her heeled boots giving her a few more inches of length. "Marcus!" She exclaims loudly, grabbing my arm and yanking me inside. "I'm soooo happy you could make it!" I open my mouth to respond, but she pulls me into a tight hug, her hand pressing my face into her cleavage. I might be imagining it, but I could swear her other hand is squeezing my butt.

"You're such a sweet boy, coming to help a poor, old lady," she pulls my head from her chest, holding it tight in both hands, her face uncomfortably close to mine. "No problem," I manage to make out the words without stuttering. "Where exactly do you need my help?" She smirks. "Well..." she leans in close, her lips brushing up against my ear, "The bedroom, of course."

Hours later, I'm stumbling out of the front door, clutching the toolbox to my chest. My hear is tossled, I walk like I pulled something, and I'm pretty sure I have my tshirt on inside out. There's a wild look in my eyes, and I'm still trying to comprehend what just happened to me. "Oh Marcus!" I hear from behind me and quickly spin back to look. All I see are Sheila's head and naked shoulder, pearing out from a half-open door. "Thank you so much for all your help, dear! I'll be sure to recommend your... services... to all of my friends! See you soon!"

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