I did not go onto the roof itself, that would set off a lot of alarms.I started moving to the left and around the building. I could see occasionally p...trols walking around the building and each time I stopped moving until they went past. I went over a third of the way around until I looked down and saw the president's balcony. I went past it and finally began climbing down.The smaller balcony I stepped off the wall and onto was the vice president's. He was also the head of the system's. Although I had to give a gasp as I asked “Really, thick as your arm?”. “Yes” he says “It was that nice looking guy over there on the sofa”. I looked across and realised he was talking about the guy that had caught me checking him out. I couldn't help myself, I giggled as I admitted , rather carelessly, he did have a package on him. Fortunately Steve didn't seem to notice that there was no way I could see how big the guys package was from where we were sitting! I caught a quick glance from Steve. No one knew thewiser.I was very happy in my new job. My life was getting back in order,finally. Sarah and I loved our new beach home and we made sure wekept ourselves in good shape and worked on our tans in our offhours. We loved shopping for new bikinis and sexy clothes togetherand Sarah helped me refine my femininity. We even found that myequipment still worked with a little help from the "V" drug. Drugsdo work. I found myself liking the submissive feminine role thougharound Sarah. She. He wondered momentarily if they had slipped something in his drink to make him have . . . you know, those kinds of thoughts."What's going on here? I thought . . ." he was mumbling incoherently. Desire giggled and ignored him momentarily."Oh, forgive my manners. Bryan, I would like you to meet Derrick. He's my lover. We like to play together. He's the male version of me, don't you think? Derrick . . . you've already met Bryan." The rapid eye movement of Bryan indicated confusion. "You didn't.