. the day her luck changed. She had been making her way along Woodlawn Avenue, taking in deep breaths of the fresh spring air. She loved the two-mile ...alk to the little boutique café and flower shop where she was employed. It always lifted her spirits.She had always enjoyed meandering along Woodlawn Avenue. For a brief time surrounded by that beautiful wooded area, she could forget the difficulties she was having making ends meet—the exhaustion and tiredness she so often felt.An overworked. 'She bade a friendly goodbye to her table partner and went out onto Exhibition Road near the museum's side entrance. The day was warm for late April, although the sky was largely filled with fluffy clouds. She leaned against a tree and searched her telephone's directory for the number in Paris.She had called René yesterday to arrange a brief meeting for this evening. When René answered her call, she said, "It's me. What's the chance of having dinner tonight?" Dinner, as in Dinner, or Dinner. It was very difficult for me to keep my hands off of her. I'd be walking past her, check to see if my mother-in-law's door was closed, then I'd pinch my lover's backside as I passed her.On one of the days that she was working on my books, I had an afternoon appointment with the eye doctor. Since she drove up from her house, Kelly's car was at mine. We had decided to take her car down to our usual place to leave her car and take mine.We were running late for my appointment. Luckily, the highway. I swear to you ... I belong to you forever now. So, this would be a global security bureau or something of that sort? It would have operations and cells or teams or field offices in every part of the world? Am I correct in saying this?” Laura asked me, truly tickled pink at both the new honor and the way that my hands roamed all over her silky flesh.“Indeed. I trust you to help organize this massive coordination and takeover of the world’s various security services. You’ll be my top deputy in.