“That has nothing to do with what you want. Your uncle has expressed as much to me already.”“At least for the moment,” she mutters.“At least...for the moment,” Grines repeats. “Until something changes your uncle wishes you to continue to do so. But if you wish to leave you are free to do that too. I understand you run the research and development department of the Black List as well as the Western Branch.”Julie sits there silently taking all that Grines has to say. Spencer remains silent watching. Then, I spot beautiful woman walking toward the center. She’s wearing a summer dress, the kind with the small straps and wrapped around her neck a shawl. Her brown hair flowing through the wind. It’s her. I move toward her and when we are a few dozen paces apart she spots me as well. Her face lights up and when we come close she throws her arms around me and merely says “hi” before kissing me. “How was your day Mr. Bond?” “Dreadfully long Miss Monneypenny, how about yours?” “The same.” I. At last they stepped apart and he turnedto eye me up and down. His first reaction was a hearty laugh. Then hecrossed the distance between us in a few long-legged strides, puttinghimself uncomfortably close to me. I stood there with my hands at mysides, trembling and trying not to break down in tears. This time Ididn't need the hormones to bring my emotions to the surface. He putone large hand on my slender upper arm and held me where I was.Gazing down at me, staring so that I had to avert. They thrust their hips together at the same time and pulled apart in unison. He was pounding in and out of her and she couldn’t have wanted him more.He grabbed around the waist with his strong arms and carried her inside, still kissing. The door was open.His lips moved down to her neck, she moaned and tangled her fingers through his hair.“I’ve got one more surprise,” he said, kissing up and down her collar bone, laying her on the couch and slowly thrusting in and out of her.“You’ve made my life.