An unexpected hero

“Touch her again and you die!” Rachel was stunned to see a naked woman with a gun. It was pointed directly at the guy.

“Whoa lady, just calm…” “You want to be a girl too?” She replied, the gun pointed between his legs. He shook his head, all confidence gone. “Then apologise to the hottie and leave. Now!” The terrified man nodded, stammered an apology and fled. “Hi, hot stuff. Come with me, I will help you out!” offered the naked woman. Rachel followed the woman into her apartment. “I’m Miki, by the way.” “Hi Miki, I’m Rachel.” “Nice to meet you, Rachel.” They shook hands, Rachel noted that Miki was eyeing her body with a great deal of enthusiasm.

Miki broke of her staring with a wide grin. “So tea or something stronger?” Rachel flushed and said “coffee if you have some.” “Excellent!” replied Miki, who left the room. Rachel took a moment to surveyed the room she was in. Miki’s apartment was quite large. She noted that there were photos of Miki with various women, none of whom seem to be wearing more than a bikini or less.

She didn’t see any photos of older people who could be parents, grandparents or aunts. There was a handful paintings, all of naked women. Rachel wondered if her saviour had an agenda of sorts. “I brought coffee, I put the milk and sugar in separate jugs, so put as much as you like. Rachel turned to thank Miki, before her eyes widened. Miki was wearing something and it wasn’t the tray that she carried in her hands. It was a large, black strap-on.