I felt happy for both of them and encouraged her to propose to him, which she was not ready to because of certain inhibitions. It was more than a coup...e of months and she did not propose to him yet. I took a liberty of booking a 2 way flight to her from Hyderabad to Delhi to return the same day and told her not to delay in such things and express her feelings to him with a personal visit. She took the flight and came back. I picked her up from airport and I could tell from her face that both. Remembering Tamsin had told him that he could not make her pregnant, he did not doubt for a moment that had been because she knew she was already carrying a child, but it took a while for the other implications to sink in."It isn't so bad," said Janice, "Nobody here will think twice about a concubine being pregnant, and nobody in England need know. Call her in and we'll talk it through."Henry nodded and ordered the eunuch to fetch his daughter. A few moments later Tamsin came in and one glance. My little green tally light worked fine. The men’s side was dark. Mr. Beeg ambled up, assessed the situation with a shrug and went back downstairs. I said, “Good night, boys.” I let myself into my room and closed and bolted the door. I thought, “Hmm? Do I want to have sex? Sex with two guys maybe?” I unbolted the latch and opened the door a crack.. My two guys looked relieved. “C’mon in,” I said, “I’m not ready for bed, yet.” If they caught the hint, they didn’t show it. We pulled some little. Not here, not in this busy place, surrounded by so many people. But Mark was correct. The pressure was awful. She must do something. For long minutes they both sat in silence, Fiona’s eyes screwed tightly shut now, as she fought against her arousal, trapped between her desires and her diminishing sense of propriety. With a tremendous effort, she eventually lifted her arms, and pulled off her top. Holding it in her lap, she sat now in only her bra, trembling, her whole chest and face blushing.