The television in her living room had more dust onit than the computer did. And the books. Did I mention the books? Therewere books everywhere, that's...true, but this being Mary's place, theywere stacked as carefully on the floor as they were placed with equalcare on the shelves that lined every room. But it was clean and, in itsown way, tidy. How Mary was able to accommodate both African textiles andEnglish china teacups into a single collection, I'll never know. Marydid, of course, and made it. Robert was unusually quiet while we were eating. I was beginning to wonder if he was mad at me, when he finally asked me, "How did you get that idea?"After I finished chewing, I replied, "What idea?"Robert grinned. "The idea to tie me up and tease me for hours with your pussy."Oh, is that what I did? "From one of my books."Robert smiled. "I had a great time. Thanks for being such a tease."An image from the Indecisive Captions website flashed into my mind. "Why dear, being teased is all you. She really had made some bad decisions, but the last month or so had gone a long way toward giving her some breathing space."Hey, baby. What's brought you out to play?" Sue put her beer down on our table and leaned over to give me a kiss. On second thought maybe I could get used to this spy stuff. I was still recovering when Susie just barreled on and stuck out her right hand. Her left hand was still on my shoulder."I'm Sue. You must be the biker chick." If I didn't know she was acting I would. Ming, herself, was finishing preparations for her return to her officesin America. The fact that a poor peasant girl had just walked in from theprovinces and was immediately making herself useful, while ignored, didnot go unnoticed. Six months later when Dr. Ming returned to China forher month of China work, she was not surprised to find Suzy still therein a paid position. That Suzy had on her own decided that her tiny bit ofEnglish needed improvement was noted as well.Her ability to fit in and.