Oops wrong door

A few moments later there was a knock at the door.
Frank thinks "Phew she's not going to leave my legs lock together all afternoon"
With tiny girly steps Frank wiggles to the door and opens it.
Standing in the doorway is a female courier.
She looks at Frank stunned, checks the box and the door number. "Umm Frank Hill?"
Frank panics, he could send her away, but that's work related and probably important.
But if he speaks or signs she'll know he a guy and word will spread that Frank Hill works in drag.
Frank tries his best feminine voice "I'll sign for him"
She nearly snorts through her nose. She looks down and sees the shackles.
Frank asks "um do you have a pen?"
The courier has some fun and quietly hides her pen. "Oh sorry it died at my last stop"
Frank turns to look for a pen. There is one way over on his desk.
Frank points to it. "Can you be a dear?"
"I'm sorry I'm not permitted to enter a residence, union rules" The courier is laughing inside her head.
Frank frowns and starts to wiggle baby steps over to the desk.
The combination of the heels,the chain, and the vibrator makes his ass swaying wildly.
It takes a good 5 min for him to get over and back with the pen.
When he finally gets back, he forgets his lie and signs it 'Frank Hill'.
The courier looks at it. "umm, M'am you signed it Frank Hill".
Frank's eyes widen "oh sorry, hehe" He takes it back.
He panics and quickly comes up with the name Frankie Taylor.
The courier takes the clipboard, hands Frank the box and quickly leaves.
After Frank closes the door he can hear her laughing wildly down the hall.
Frank also rips the wig and clothes off when he realizes if he does he'll lose Erica forever.