Chapter Forty-nine
Marly and I met in her office after lunch, working in silence in separate chairs, unified. Though she had satisfied me completely, I could feel a new energy beginning to stir and could not be sure if it was in anticipation of our appearance the next day on The Glover Hayes Show at KQEW, or if it was the thought of our next encounter in her wonderful bedchamber with the gossamer curtains billowing lightly from the ocean breeze. While most of our plans were in place, we had to tie up various loose ends. Marly had to run a few errands before meeting me at Glover’s studio tomorrow, and I wanted to make sure the Gayline website had been updated properly.
Before leaving, she closed the office door with us inside, and in our moment of privacy we shared a lingering embrace pep
