"I sighed and shook my head. "Then why did you want me to look at it."She shrugged. "It was just an excuse." For what?" I asked softly."To talk to you...some more," she said, leaning back on her arms.I couldn't stop my eyes from dropping to look at her cleavage.Immediately, I closed my eyes and turned away. "Dammit, I'm sorry."Leanne grabbed one of my belt loops and pulled at me hard enough to make me plop down on the bed. I caught myself and looked at her with surprise. She leaned forward. But now I'm thinking, and I have nothing more to do than workout who I am. Who Jo is. Who I might have to be.Nothing will stop me from refurnishing my apartment my way, of course.I can ditch anything, and rebuild it the way I want. I can dress how Ilike, act how I want, my actions aren't predetermined by a female thatI don't know, and never will. But the person who inhabited this body,who grew it through however long her life has been, chose thesepossessions for reasons, and if I can understand. Me to go? Why? Surely there are explorers and field agents who are far more qualified than I am?”“There are indeed, but I believe that you’re the woman for the job, my dear. My colleagues did not agree unfortunately, but their efforts to find someone else have all been rather fruitless, and so they finally acquiesced and let me place this call. They first contacted one Luc Dubois, a Frenchman who fancies himself an adventurer. I believe you’re already acquainted with the man.”Lena rolled her. I don't know how long she'd been there, but she had saw everything what was the point in trying to hide it? I slowly cleared my face and head of her underwear, she had a blank expression on her face, no emotion at all. after what felt like a lifetime she finally said 'What are you doing James?' I stayed silent'I knew you were doing this, how long have you been doing it?' she was speaking softly, no anger in her voice. Again, I stayed silent'Why do you do it? do you fantasise about me, is that.