Brutus lagged behind the others.  He did not bother to conceal his lingering gaze at each of their bottoms.  To keep Parker off his case, he had gotten dressed.  He now wore a simple pair of blue jeans and a white t-shirt.  The shirt was just a little small on him, but he liked the way it made his muscles stand out just a bit more.<br/><br/>Brutus snorted at Parker's command.  "It really gets you off to order others around, doesn't it?"  The truth was Brutus trusted Agent Parker more than any of the others.  She had been his handler when ULTRA took him in.  They called it 'recruiting', but Brutus knew it was his last chance to make himself a productive member of society.  If it had not been for Parker, he would likely be on the streets living a life of crime.  His life expectancy there would have been short despite his talents.<br/><br/>"I'm surprised you don't wear more leather."  Brutus goaded.