“Miguel will send letters to his many informants in Pondicherry, asking for news of the de La Zouche woman.”Cline nodded in agreement. “If I dis...atch a messenger today I would expect replies within the week. In the meantime I would be honoured to escort you and Lady Greenaway around Madras.” He turned towards Sir Frederick. “Assuming the Governor has no other tasks for me?”“No, Miguel, you go on your sightseeing tour,” Sir Frederick said and then addressed me. “Miguel is an expert on all things. Then I just sent a quick message back saying “At the gym, can’t talk right now”. She knows that we’re not allowed to have our phones with us while practicing at the gym, so I’d sent her that text lots of times before. After all, it was her friend who saw me there, not her. She could have been mistaken. I decided to let her feel guilty for a while.The next day we talked, or more accurately, argued. I told her all about how I’d seen her kissing the guy in front of her locker. I told her I went to. She could see the change in him: he had changed towards her, becoming more of a friend and exercising a certain distance.On his departure, at the airport he hugged her at length."Thanks for all you've done for me and for Cassie. I know what to do now, and it's largely your doing. I'm far from sure we'll end up together, but it's a start and you started it." Oh pshaw!" she smiled. "It was there in you all the time. You just had to break that shell of resentment; you had to see where the guilt. We’re a little busy right now, but come in.”Marcie said, “I know. That’s why I’m here. I want to be busy with you too.”Marcie came close to me, and we kissed. She ran her hands up my front from my groin to my face and back.I said, “If you’re going to be here, you have entirely too many clothes on.”Marcie smiled at me, and within seconds she’d pulled her top up and off. Her frilly bra immediately followed. Marcie had ripe breasts with gorgeous areolas and nipples. She tilted her head and studied.