<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/4474/fy1ijwqfvup45ew6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em>PW:</em> Miss Dubois has a flare of temper which leads to a responsive counter-flare by Jaclyn.  Wonderfully, Jaclyn breaks down.  Progress!<br/><br/><em>PW:</em>  I place my hand on her shoulder to comfort.  It is a rather big mitt on her slender shoulder.  If she were not so vulnerable, it might take on a different meaning for me, maybe both of us.<br/><br/><em>PW:</em>  As for the ‘what to do’ next?  <strong>“You’re making progress dear girl.  That emotion is through and through Jaclyn.  Imagine your tears washing away a certain persona.  Just imagine it, just that.”</strong> <br/><br/></span><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9EwU4iX.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Steffy – CC</span></strong> </div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em>Steffy:</em>  Thankfully, things do not devolve into a catfight.  For myself, I could kick and scratch and I’ve not seen Jaclyn in fight mode that I recall, but I have no doubt she’d end up on top.  <br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em>  I watch Peter’s paw find its way to Jaclyn’s shoulder.  And he’s sort of guiding her.  I guess my role is to be the Goddess Reality.  Is there such a goddess?  <br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em>  There’s lots of reasons why the implants can’t be undone.  The usual ones plus I have a suspicion that this du Monde woman might have made sure that there could be no undoing of Jaclyn’s chest.  (Perhaps a hook to remind Jaclyn that du Monde is always with her).<br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em>  ”Like Peter said Jaclyn, just cry.  Lots can be fixed.  And I mean compose yourself when you can.  We can then get O’Grady up here and make sure you’re free of that.  Or at least the FAI.  At least we can hope.”   <br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em>  My phone buzzes with a text from Lippy.  I have not had monitoring her and Nicky on the top of my mind.  I read the text quickly.<br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em>  Perhaps distracted, I say to Jaclyn, “Your tits are fine.  They look nice.  You just need a slightly different wardrobe.  And the red hair—that’s simply a matter of getting back to your color.”  As I read the text again, in a soft voice I say, <em>“Stuck with the breasts I’d say.”</em> <br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em>  I hold up my phone to her with an explanation.  “Text from an agent who’s following du Monde.”  <br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em>  So the do-not-have-contact team has had contact and is now halved.  <br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em>  I reply to Lippy with Ursula in the send list:<br/><br/><em>### Lippy: only if you can, survey the whole situation.<br/>### Lippy: Does not mean follow – understood?<br/>### U: pls monitor Nicky with phone tracking<br/>### U: pls secure camera (CCTV) to follow wherever DdM and(?) Nicky travel. <br/>~~SEND</em><br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em>  I hope all that is clear.  It’s putting quite a burden on a rookie agent.  Maybe she won’t feel the burden.  (I so hope!)<br/></span>