Chris was about to leave the party when a shadow cast over him and he looked up, and saw the most beautiful girl he ever saw. His jaw dropped."Hello?"...Lisa said to Chris and sat down on the sofa right next to him."Hello to you too," Chris said and didn't have a clue. 'What was the hottest girl in the NYU wanting to talk to him for?'"Can we talk somewhere? Your apartment?" Lisa asked with a smile on her gorgeous face. Chris was uncomfortable as he saw a large group of other university young men. “Hey, you two, look at this one! Ellen called from her dressing room.They peered in to find Ellen in something which cinched in her waist andhad suspender straps for stockings. Jeff’s eyes were distracted by thesheer see through panties she was wearing today.“Oh, yeah, Aunt El, nice, he mumbled distractedly. I got to get out ofhere,” he said, I’ll see you back at the hotel.”They both laughed good naturedly, the two sales girls joining in as hehurried out. At least this time you can't ever say you were drugged and never remember it."We turned around and she sat down (I should say sunk into) the big burgundy leather chair. Prior to sitting down she had pulled her skirt up around her waist. She did the same thing that I had done: She lifted one leg at a time and hooked them over the big arms, then she scooted her ass forward right to the edge, giving me a view of this lovely bald split peach. I have never looked closely at myself, but I know I have. He lived with a famous racer after he ran away from home, he being considered the black sheep of the family. He was five years older than I, the brother I never had before and he was my hero in every aspect.One of the first things he did, seemed like moments after my arrival, was put me on a bike he was working on for a friend. It was a Honda 305cc too tall beast with packing pegs but a short seat. He took off up Aleva Heights which is a cork screw road clinging to an outcropping ridge.