Where are we? Thats all she asked as she looked around and saw nothing but the house in front of us. This place was out in the woods. Not much around ...xcept the trees and the nearest neighbor was about 20 miles down the road. Its our new place Cyra. But dont worry you wont be alone for long. Im gonna bring you some friends to keep you company. But first baby girl… I will show you inside and teach you the rules. We walked the the porch and reached the door. I unlocked it and pushed the door open. While he might look like your average, down on his luck and probably a convict, bartender, in reality Eric De Luca was an agent of the great U S of A, only unlike the agents of the FBI, NSA and CIA, no one would find his name in a file somewhere. His boss liked to call his men ghosts, for their ability to go where other departments couldn’t, gather information and when needed, terminate a threat. The non-existent agency he work for had recruited him when he was 19, he’d been busted for grand. They were both in each other’s arms, He being naked, and she being nearly naked there. It was complete silent, other than the slapping of the water on the pool edge. The laughter had ceased. They looked each other in the eyes. They explored each other’s feelings. He could tell she wanted me by the way she looked at me, with her innocent, hazel eyes.He leant in to kiss her. She remained completely still as she received the innocent peck on the lips from Montu Kumar. They both paused again… He. The attending maid handed him a towel and he dried off, shy to be naked under the open sky. ‘Your robe, sir.’ Jacobi appeared with a soft cotton robe and Withers covered himself, getting back into the cart and letting the young man take him over to the tent. Cook stood guard outside, her apron starched and clean and her smile welcoming. ‘Hello, Peter.’ ‘Hello, Edithe. What did I do to deserve this?’ ‘You’ll have to ask my mistress.’ Cook turned and entered the tent, standing aside so that he.