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silence. Brian was the first to speak.
    “ You never did tell me about the
weird night you had with Mike and Josh and our baby
sister.”
    Brad leaned forward. “Will you keep your voice
down.” Glancing over his shoulder, he made sure no one was in ear
shout of their conversation.
    “ What’s your problem, Brad? These
people don’t know what or who I’m talking about.”
    The hell if they didn’t. Speaking in low tones, Brad
warned. “Regardless, you know the world is a small place. We’re not
from this area and we don’t know who may know who.”
    Brian set down the half of sandwich he had left.
“Really, Brad? From what I recall Alesha and the guys go by some
nicknames. You know like some secrecy club. Hell, if they were so
proud and open there wouldn’t be so much subterfuge.”
    “ Damn it, Brian. Just because you
don’t approve of how Alesha is living with Mike and Josh you don’t
have to be rude about it.”
    The slow lifting of one single eyebrow let Brad know
that he’d probably spoken to supportively. Fuck.
    “ So, now you don’t? When we
decided to come here a few weeks to spend for the holiday with
them, you and I were both on the same page. We wouldn’t judge
Alesha and our friends, but neither did we approve. Now, you sound
as if you’ve had a change of heart.”
    Brad not only heard the disappointed tone of his
twin, he felt the sense of betrayal coming off Brian. When they
grew up, Brian usually led and he followed. Not like a blind puppy
dog, but Brad had always just allowed his more dominate twin to
have his way. Most of the time he didn’t care what they did,
however, that wasn’t always the case in the last few years.
    “ Look, Brian. It is not about a
change of anything. It’s about an open mind. Our little sister and
her men aren’t into some kind of religious cult. Just expressing
their love differently. You would have seen that if you’d gone with
use the other night.”
    Lifting his coffee, Brian stared at him as he took a
liberal, long drink of his coffee.
    Brad took a bite of his sandwich, knowing this
conversation was far from over. Shaking his head internally he
realized he shouldn’t have brought Brian here. They should have
just eaten a late breakfast at the hotel and drove out to his
sister’s house.
    “ What did you see that night?”
Brain’s voice was low, calm.
    However, Brad wasn’t fooled. Brian was still put out
by Brad’s comment about him being closed minded.
    Brad shrugged. “Nothing much, Brian.”
    “ Nothing much?”
    “ Okay… a lot that honestly shocked
me. Not only women are dominated, men too?”
    “ By other men?” Brian had shoved
the last few bites of his sandwich to the side and was leaning on
his elbows toward him, matching Brad’s quiet tone.
    “ Some. Most by women. A lot of
nudity. Lots of things swinging and smacking flesh.” Brad could
easily talk about this part with Brian, it had been overwhelming
for him to see so he could keep himself detached from the
tale.
    “ Did people seemed to be forced or
made to participate…against their will?”
    Brad knew what he brother was implying. “No, Brian,
Alesha and most people there wanted to be in their respective
places.”
    Brain lifted and dropped both his shoulders and
glanced away. “I know Alesha wouldn’t do something she didn’t want
to. She’s too smart for that.”
    “ And Mike and Josh know we’d kick
their asses.”
    That brought mirrored eyes back to his as Brian
chuckled.
    It was nice to hear his brother laugh. Something
over the last few months had been weighing the older twin down and
Brad hadn’t been able to discover what was bothering Brian.
    “ You going back,
again?”
    Rubbing a hand over his bald head, down to the back
of his neck, Brad struggled with his answer and then decided for
honesty. “I don’t know. I’m not saying I want to be a part of
this…world of, of…” He couldn’t figure out how to label it. Before
he could have come up with