Another appeal for help

Frank sighed happily as he left the house, musing over the long term effects of the drug. It had been almost a week since he'd drugged and fucked her on his boat, and she was still besotted. Granted, he had given her a large dose, but he was surprised at how long it had lasted. He was about to cross the street to his house when another voice called his name.

Sighing, he turned to see Vanessa standing in her doorway, wearing a tight white body suit and smiling at him.

"Do you know anything about plumbing Frank? Something's wrong with my shower. Would you mind taking a look?"