Alan was about ring the doorbell of the second house for the second time when the door suddenly opened and he was greeted with a loud "Hello!"  He was used to hearing loud noises so he wasn't particularly startled, and he had a chance to get a really good, really long look at the lovely young woman that answered.<br/><br/>She looked like she had just been exercising, from the way her long dark hair was disheveled and the thin sheen of sweat still coated her smooth, soft looking skin.  She looked down for a moment and Alan's eyes went down her body.  He licked his lips when he saw how the tank top hugged her breasts, which heaved up and down as she breathed in deeply.  Tight running shorts hugged her hips, and when he looked back up her cheeks turned almost the same shade of red as her bottoms before her big brown eyes looked back into his own.<br/><br/>Seeing such a captivating woman made Alan stand a little taller with his shoulders a little broader.  He felt himself swelling in his pants, and he felt the rest of his muscles flexing as well.<br/><br/>"No need to be sorry, Addy," said Alan, reassuring her with a smile of his own, except his was genuine instead of forced.  "I'm Alan.  I have a... package for Adelaide Stewart.  It's... rather big.  And hefty.  I would be happy to... put it in for you.  In your home, that is.  But I wasn't sure which house to bring it too, or if you were even home, and I wasn't going to leave it outside when it... belongs inside."<br/><br/>This was strange.  Alan found himself flirting with the woman, but it was like he wasn't in control of himself, like he was watching from above at the scene unfolding.<br/><br/>"I just need your... John Hancock right here, and I'll get all the boxes for you, Ad-... Miss Stewart."<br/><br/>He gave her the stylus to sign the datapad.  As she looked down to write, he checked her out some more, then took the pen-like device back from her, his fingertips brushing against the back of her hand for a moment.<br/><br/>"I'll be right back, Miss Stewart."<br/><br/>Alan walked briskly back to his vehicle, took out a handtruck, and loaded the boxes on.  There was a computer, a monitor, a printer, a scanner, a router, and another box of other accessories.  He brought it all in one trip.<br/><br/>"I'm really only supposed to leave these outside your home, Miss Stewart, but given the quantity and weight of the boxes, I could put them somewhere more convenient for you."<br/><br/>Deep down, he wished she invited him in, if only so he could admire her appearance some more.<br/><br/>