This is a story I have worked on for a long time. I kept going back and expanding in some areas and whittling down others. So, this is the premise. Sheldon lives in 4B. Leonard and Howard share 4A. None of them know Penny yet. But they're about to. And one of them is going to get to know her very well, indeed.

Sheldon POV

Sheldon Lee Cooper was far from ordinary. Physicist, doctor, genius, mysophobe, friend, neighbor, annoyance. All those labels were true. But the one thing his family, friends and acquaintances called him that was not true, was robot. Sheldon had the same lusts and physical desires as anyone else. He just dealt with them differently. On an ordinary day, he would simple handle the situation when it arose himself. However, there were occasions when he indulged his sex drive. Today is one of them.

Sheldon stepped off the bus and turned left. He was grumpy. He disliked riding the bus, and he disliked being in Burbank for the most part. However, Burbank had one attraction. On Flower Street there was a nice little apartment building. This building was unusual in that all the occupants worked for the same person. Mrs. Henry owned the building, and each apartment contained one of her prostitutes.

Mrs. Henry was a stickler for cleanliness, in both the building and in the girls. Sheldon walked up the stoop and entered the building with a security code. Once in the lobby he approached the desk and gave the man behind the counter his credit card. Once he handed it back, Sheldon proceeded to the elevators.

"Mr. Cooper?" He turned and saw Mrs. Henry standing by the counter.

"Mr. Cooper, may I speak to you, please?"

Sheldon frowned, anxious to get upstairs to his usual room and conduct his business. "Please be brief." He followed her into the office and she shut the door.

"Mr. Cooper, I have some bad news. Linda is no longer with me."

Sheldon frowned more. "Why is that?"

Mrs. Henry sighed. "She got religion. Now she's moved back to Georgia."

"I see," Sheldon said. "Well, then I will leave."

Mrs. Henry held out a hand. "Please, Mr. Cooper. You are one of my best customers. I have put together a file of all my girls who meet your criteria." She held out a manila folder to him. "Brunette, quiet, slim hands, and obedient. Won't you please take a look and see if any of them appeal to you?"

Sheldon hesitated a moment. He had come all the way over here. He might as well look, but he doubted any of them would do. He disliked trying to break in someone new.

Mrs. Henry smiled warmly and left him in private. Sheldon looked over each profile, more and more unimpressed with each passing minute. A noise in the lobby distracted him. He frowned when he heard a husky laugh. The door was opened about 3 inches, so he looked out.

She was blonde, buxom, and hazel eyed. She was practically bouncing across the floor with a couple of bags in each hand. Victoria's Secret was emblazoned on each one. She skipped over to the elevators and pressed the up button. As soon as the door closed, cutting her off from sight, Sheldon stepped into the lobby. Mrs. Henry hurried over and he followed her back into the room.

"Have you decided?" she asked kindly.

Sheldon nodded. "The woman who was just in the hall. I want her."

Penny POV

Penny hummed and danced down the hallway as she delivered the new nighties to Alyson and Gail. Penny had no illusions about what these women did for a living. She had been working for Mrs. Henry for two years. She was a gal Friday. She ran errands, made appointments, did the shopping for anyone who asked, washed the laundry and cleaned the halls and elevator. The money was good, her boss was a sweetie and she genuinely liked the girls here. Most were small town girls like herself, who came to California with big dreams and little talent.

Penny was heading back to the elevator when Mrs. Henry showed up. She looked a bit frazzled. Penny hurried over to her with concern.

"Mrs. H? Are you okay?"

Mrs. Henry looked at Penny carefully. "Penny, I need to speak to you. Let's go up to the third floor and talk in Linda's old room."

They made their way up to the next floor and walked inside apartment 33. Mrs. Henry sat down on the armchair and motioned Penny to the one beside her.

"Penny, I have a bit of a problem that I am hoping you can help me with. I have a client, Mr. Cooper. He's a very nice gentleman with a very strict routine. He comes here once a month and always requests the same girl and the same activity. Linda was the girl. His desire is masturbation. He never wants intercourse. He likes to watch as he jerks off."

Penny wondered what the catch was. Why spend a hundred dollars just to watch something he could get online for free.

Mrs. Henry nodded, "I know how it sounds. The thing is, he can be …controlling. You would have to follow his instructions completely. He will tell you what to touch, when to touch, how to touch. He insists on complete obedience."

Penny's jaw dropped. "Me?!"

Mrs. Henry shrugged. "He would like to see you. Now, I know you aren't one of my girls, normally. But if you were willing to take on Mr. Cooper, he would be your only client, and I would pay you the same as I do the others for his visits. Like I said he only comes here once a month, and he is not interested in sex, per se. He only wants to watch you get off."

Penny started to give a firm no but paused. She could use the money. She was moving into a new apartment this weekend. She had caught her boyfriend cheating and was staying with a friend. She missed sex, but not enough to go out with a new guy. She definitely didn't want a relationship just to have her own sexual needs met.

"Can I try it this once and then decide if I want to keep doing it?" Penny asked. Relief flashed across Mrs. Henry's face. She had a soft spot for Mr. Cooper. He always seemed so lonely to her.

"Of course! Now, I think it would be best if I set up the Blue Room for you. It's not an actual apartment, but Mr. Cooper has said it will be acceptable to him. You will have use of it every time he visits, okay?"

Penny nodded and followed her out of the apartment and down to the 1st floor. The first floor contained the office, the supply rooms and two small efficiency apartments. One was painted a light blue and the other a soft rose. The rose one was Mrs. Henry's home. The blue one was usually used for emergencies. Someone had a leaky sink, or a broken window, or on occasion just to house an out of state client there for the weekend.

Mr. Cooper was inside, perched on an armchair, reading a comic book when they entered. He put away the comic and stood. Mrs. Henry had already told her he didn't like to be touched, so she didn't offer her hand. She nodded and said hello a bit shyly. Good lord, what was she doing?

Then she noticed his eyes. A clear, crystal blue. He was watching her closely as Mrs. Henry introduced them. Then she left and they were alone. Penny's eyes were drawn to his hand as he waved her to the bed. Long, thin fingers and a slender wrist. She was such a sucker for bedroom eyes and graceful hands. She sat down and faced him. He was actually a very handsome man.