Meeting Stacy

Leslie was sorting through bras he had no idea what to get.
Stacy, a cute gothic chick wearing striped tights, combat boots, a short black skirt and a black lace top, saw this and approached.
"Bras can be a pain. I'll bet you've never been properly measured for one. I can help" she said pulling out a tape measure and starting the measurements.
"I'm Stacy. I do clothing design. Right now I'm working costumes for the theater department."
Leslie explained that she was there because her luggage was lost and she needed enough wardrobe for new clothes to arrive. Stacy asked her if she needed any help.
"That would be awesome." Leslie said. Leslie was immediately attracted to her.
Stacy began dragging her around and throwing her outfits to try on. Leslie did so dutifully. Leslie was amazed at how cute she was when she looked in the mirror. The experience was surreal.
Leslie left with more clothes than he had planned on. Stacy had to get going but they exchanged numbers.
Leslie stumbled into his apartment and put away the clothes. And started thinking about going to bed.
Then his cell phone rang....