She lived upstairs

Just finishing getting settled in, Doug has only been in his new apartment only 3 days and has already been bombarded with requests to fix things. Doug got a great deal to move in if he would take on the handyman job that they needed to fill for that apartment. His close have not even been unpacked, and yet he has fixed 2 toilets, 1 sink, a leaky water heater and listened to complaints from the noisy neighbor about all the people coming and going from the complex.

It's now the 3rd day living there, and it's been an oddly quiet morning. No one has called him or knocked on his door all day. After getting the last of his stuff unpacked, Doug sat down in his recliner and decided that it was time to see what is on TV in this area. But, ofcourse, no sooner had he flipped past 2 channels then the phone rings. Reluctantly, he picks up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi, this is Mrs Coltrain in 2B, I have a problem with my dining room lights. They seem to be flickering off and on. Can you come up and take a look at it for me?"

"Sure Mrs Coltrain, I'll be up in about 10 mins."

Hanging up the phone and letting out a large sigh, he gets dressed and grabs his tools and heads up the stairs for 2B. Just as he goes to knock on the door, it swings open. Mrs Coltrain is standing there with a large smile on her face. In the span of only a couple seconds, you take in everything you see. Mrs Coltrain is 5'6, long red hair that fell down over her shoulders, slim build, about a 40D cup, long legs and a pale complexion. He quickly realizes that she has invited him in and he quickly acts like he has been listening and walks inside. As she walks infront of him, he notices that the view from behind is almost as nice as the front.