“Are you saying you want to race?”“Maybe,” she said impishly.“All right! What trail?”“The Belt is fine. Race starts as soon as we get to...the top.”“And ends?”“At the quad line.”“You want a thirty second head start?”She slapped my arm. “Whatever! I’ll be waiting on the chair for you. That is, if you even make it in time.”I laughed. “Hey now, I didn’t know you were that fast!”“Or maybe you’ll be a bit slow,” she suggested. “But anyway, I wanted to tell you something.”“Sure. What is it?”“It’s about. For now, I was only taking the essentials. I figured I’d be able to get back to the car to get everything else later—if I was successful breaking and entering.I took the service elevator to the next to top floor and got out to hit the rooftop stairs. Dag told me how he got into the Condo when I was being held prisoner there. I understood the rules better this time. Rule number one: Don’t get caught. It seems like every rule is number one.I was prepared for the blast of cold wind that hit me. When the song finished he brought me a drink to cool down and told me to have fun tonight. We mingled separately most the night. This was the first night I ever felt lonely while in the same room with the object of my affection. A few times my eyes found him flirting with a tall, slender, red head in leatherish pants and a blue halter top. A tinge of jealousy hit me in the pit of my stomach when I saw him familiarly graze the small of her back. I decided I needed some fresh air so stepped. Whatever I might have assumed about my brother's tastes, I could not haveexpected what greeted me when I started opening the files in thatfolder.Because what I found was a huge number of picture and movie files showingbeautiful women of all kinds, white and black, fair haired and dark,busty and flat chested, but all sharing one very obvious feature, a veryunfeminine cock between their legs. Yes, it turns out my brother had alittle bit of a thing for girls that were a little more than they.