Knock on 2C, the Krausses

You raise your hand and knock on the door to apartment 2C, wondering if Mr. and Mrs. Krauss are home. You stand there in the hallway listening to the sounds of passion eminating from the open door of Ms. Robbins' apartment for a few minutes before raising you hand to knock again. As you knuckles strike the door, you hear a deep gravelly voice from inside call out, "Yeah?"

You wait a few seconds as you hear the door being unlocked from inside, the door finally swinging open a few inches as you see someone standing behind it looking out at you. "Wadda you want?" The person asks you in a hostile tone of voice.

"I'm John Doe," you say introducing yourself, "I'm the building's new super, and I'm just going around introducing myself to the tenants." You say as you hear an especially loud moan come from the apartment down the hall.

"Jesus, those two are at it again, huh?" The voice says as door swings open wider, "You might as well come in where you don't have to hear those two going at it like rabbits." The man says as he waves you inside.

"Thank you, Mr. Krauss," You say as you follow him into a small but neat kitchen. You take a few seconds to look him over as he motions you toward a chair. He seems to be in his mid to late forties with a receeding grey hair and about two or three days worth of growth on his chin. He's heavyset and you can tell that it isn't all fat, although a good portion of it is located in a large beergut that projects over the waistband of his pants.

"Call me Frank," He says as he opens the refrigerator, "Want a beer?" He offers as he grabs one for himself. You nod your assent and he passes you a cold can before taking a seat opposite you. "I'll give you the same warning I gave the last super," Frank says as he leans forward suddenly, his large hands gripping the edge of the table tightly. "You better stay away from my Dianne," He says in a hoarse whisper as you sip your beer nervously. "He didn't take the warning, so me and some of the boys from the union had to have a talk with him. Probably why you got the job now instead of him," Frank says as he leans back, laughing cruelly as he sips his beer. "Me and the boys talked a bit rough for him."

You sit there in shocked silence for a few seconds, you've never been threatened like that before and it takes your mind a few seconds to catch up. "Whose Dianne?" You ask in what you hope is a disinterested voice, "Your wife?"

"Naw, Joanne's my wife, she can look out for herself," Frank explains, "Dianne is my daughter. And no no-good handy man in going to seduce my little girl." Frank says, suddenly looking at you menacingly. "In fact, I want you to meet her," Frank says as he leans back in his chair, turning his head towards an open door and bellowing, "DIANNE! Come here!!"

"What?" A woman's voice responds as she walks into the kitchen. If this is Dianne I can fully understand the last super's willingness to take a beating for her, you think to yourself as you gaze at the woman standing in the doorway. "I'm getting ready to go out, Daddy," Dianne says petulantly, as she looks you over appraisingly."

I want you to meet John, he's the building's new super," Frank says, watching you carefully as you look at his daughter. You try not to stare at her but it takes most of your concentration. Dianne is tall, about 5'10" and slender with long dark hair that frames her face in tight curls. She has large brown eyes and large lush lips as she smiles back at you. She's wearing a short black dress, that leaves most of her long legs bare and hugs the ample curves of her body nicely. "John, this is my daughter, Dianne."

"Nice to meet you, John" Dianne says as she leans forward to shake your hand. You try not to notice that as she leans forward the neckline of her dress gaps just enough to give you a glimpse of her large full breasts. Trying to avoid being caught looking you tear your eyes away from the forbidden flesh and look up into the laughing eyes. She knows you've been looking and the sly wink and slow smile she gives you tells you that she doesn't mind. "Well, I've got to finish getting ready, Daddy" She says as she bends over to kiss her father on the cheek, her position giving you a great view of her rounded ass as she bends over. "I'm going out dancing tonight with Patty and Sue." She tells her father as she heads towards the back of the apartment.

"Okay, Sweetheart," Frank says as she leaves the room, "Just don't stay out too late, your mother's getting out of work at eleven. Joanne works at the hospital," he tells you once Dianne is gone.

"Well, I'd better get going," you say lamely, "I want to introduce myself to as many of the tenants today as I can."

"Okay, John," Frank says as he gets up to walk you to the door. "Glad to have met you," He says shaking your hand as you step into the hall. "And now that you've met her, if I ever catch you within ten feet of my little girl, I'll kill you," He says suddenly in a fierce whisper as his hand tightens over yours, crushing your fingers painfully. You endure it for a few seconds before he finally releases you and closes the door.

You stand there for a few seconds trying to work the feeling back into your mangled fingers before you turn to apartment across the hall. You knock on the door of apartment 2D wondering whether or not Mr. Cohen is home or not.