Figuring he could always try going back further if things didn't work out for him later. Phil got up, making sure to untangle himself from the sheets, plugged his phone in, and then went into the bathroom. There he was gentle with the handle and made a mental note to replace it since it still creaked a little as he turned it. Once he was freshened up he went to the kitchenette where he was able to safely make a much more filling breakfast of a toasted egg, cheese, and bacon sandwich. Then he ironed the wrinkles out of his dress shirt and pants. Once dressed he grabbed his now fully charged phone, his briefcase that he had completely forgotten about previously, disposed of the now unopened but lighter remote package, and headed for the elevator after slipping the remote into his pocket.
Feeling confident Phil strode down the hallway. He slowed so he didn't stop Susan, another tenant about his age who lived a few doors from him and back from her morning jog, from exiting the stairwell. Only to trip on an uneven patch of carpeting as he tried to say hello while keeping himself from staring at how nicely her sleeveless shirt and cloth shorts clung to her and showed off her trim figure.
Trying to grab something for balance Phil accidentally yanked on one of Susan's pigtails causing her yell in pain and pull her down on top of him knocking the air out of him.
"I'm sorry, really, really sorry." he said as she got off of him and hurried away to her apartment.
"But soon I won't have to be." Phil muttered to himself as pulled out the remote.
Ding!
"Hey." said Phil with a smile that Susan returned as she said "Hi." back. Looking over his shoulder as he resumed walking to the elevator Phil pushed down a small stirring in his loins that was actually thanks to his balls being just a bit larger now as he watched Susan's perky butt jiggle just a little as she walked.
Which was why he had now way of avoiding Miss Gonzalez, an older Latin woman with grey streaks in her short dark hair and a quick temper, as she left her apartment in an ankle length skirt and long sleeve skirt.
"Ah! You nino estupido!" Miss Gonzalez cried as he collided with her and knocked her to the ground.
"Sorry, here." Phil apologized as he extended a hand down to her.
"Are you alright?" asked Susan as she rushed over and did the same.
"This idiota better hope so!" growled Miss Gonzalez as she took Susan's hand and got to her feet.
Ding!
"Hey, good jog?" asked Phil with a now practiced smile as Susan entered the hallway.
"Hey it was," she smiled back and that Phil focused on instead of the slight bounce of her chest. "Thanks for asking."
As he passed her he stepped to the side before quickly glancing over his shoulder to see her butt jiggle once more.
"Hello Miss Gonzalez," he said keeping his expression plain and nodding so to not give her any offense as she left her apartment. "You're uh hair looks nice."
"Hello, and thank you," she actually smiled back and brushed a rather smooth skinned hand through her hair, that Phil missed was now down to her neck and a bit wavy. "It is nice to know the highlights I've been buying are not a estafa."
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