Meg smirked at my sudden hiss of pain but negotiating the trafficsilenced her, for a minute or so before she said, "Then you got yourjob... And starte...d doing all those secretarial courses, and yourbehaviour started changing. You were more relaxed, and every now andagain that masculine front slipped away. I'd get flashes of a differentpersonality, rather than just the parts you felt you were allowed toshow." I was?" I said astonished as she pulled onto the M1."Yes, I'd catch you sometimes, like. They chose the same delicate pale blue quarter cup bra she had used before. She allowed Andrew to pick the silk stockings that had a decorative band of lace elastic at the top. The lace held the tops of her stockings just below her crotch. The boots, dress and hooded cloak tended to focus all attention, again on her beautiful long legs. With her dress so short and one button open, her legs would flash a nanosecond every time she took a step; parting the long wool cloak. Andrew had bought her a. "Ready to go?" I asked. She was, and we went.We stopped at her apartment so she could get a change of clothes. She was just going to go get some jeans she could change into over at Melissa's house, she said. She wouldn't be a minute. Don't bother coming in and don't turn the engine off. The air conditioning would take too long to get going again and it was too hot. So, I sat there.She was, in fact, gone for three and a half minutes. I was beginning to get irked at this business of her two. I was wearing a figure-hugging white dress - a little dressy for a casual get together, but for some reason I wanted to look nice tonight. Okay, I knew the reason. It was my older brother. Ever since the 'incident', Matthew had kept a friendly distance from me. The morning after it happened, he came downstairs, gave me a polite smile, then went to go for a run without saying a word to me. He hadn't spoken to me much since it happened, and I swear he was trying the best he could not to be alone.