The climate in the Caribbean was far from ideal. Located in the tropics, the region was dominated by northeast winds all year round, and the sea was hot and humid.
In the latter half of the year, tropical storms frequently occurred here, making navigation extremely inconvenient.
But at this moment, a private luxury yacht was sailing through the Caribbean Sea, heading east across the Atlantic Ocean toward the European continent.
On the deck of the yacht, Mary held the railing with both hands, her eyes slightly narrowed as she gazed at the vast, boundless ocean.
The high temperature and humidity left her body drenched in sweat, as if she were inside a sauna. Of course, the main reason was the pleasure and exhaustion Toru had brought her, as he was currently holding her slender waist and standing behind her.
After an unknown amount of time, Toru exhaled deeply. He gently supported Mary, who had gone completely limp and had almost no strength left.
Even as the Queen of MI6 agents, Mary had excellent physical strength, but she still could not endure Toru's half a day of torment.
The two embraced each other. Mary closed her eyes, feeling a lightness and comfort she had not experienced in over a decade.
As she aged, Mary's desires as a woman had also declined. Now that her body had returned to its peak in her twenties, she finally had the chance to taste the joy of being a woman again.
After a long while, Mary nestled in Toru's arms and said, "It's too hot outside. Let's go back in. Carry me to the bath."
Toru nodded happily. He directly picked Mary up in a princess carry.
As a mature woman and the mother of three children, even though Mary had returned to her younger self, she did not have the shyness of a young girl. She was more focused on enjoying the pleasure.
Mary's legs were straight and taut. Unlike ordinary women, the well-trained Mary's legs were full of power and had no excess fat.
Those beautiful legs were strong enough to twist a person's neck. Toru had also recently felt the completely different strength of this Queen of Agents compared to ordinary women. She had almost broken his waist.
The two returned to the yacht's bedroom and showered together in the bathroom, washing away the sticky sweat on their bodies.
During the process of cleaning up, Toru naturally could not resist touching her, and Mary did not stop him. In fact, she seemed to quite enjoy this kind of release with Toru.
Not long after Masumi was born, Mary's husband disappeared. At that time, Mary was not yet forty, which was the peak period of a woman's desire.
However, Mary's private life was not chaotic. She did not look for other men after her husband disappeared.
For more than a decade, her desires had faded with age, and her body had gone unnourished during its peak years. Now, it was like long-awaited rain after a drought.
Rather than saying Mary brought Toru pleasure, it would be more accurate to say that Mary was the more proactive one, actively seeking pleasure from Toru.
The two became entangled in the bathroom again before drying themselves and returning to the bedroom bed in their pajamas, leaning against the headboard.
Like Vermouth, most women in this line of work smoked.
However, at this time, Mary did not use cigarettes to relieve fatigue. Instead, she poured two glasses of champagne and handed one to Toru.
This champagne had been taken from Spencer's stock on that island earlier.
Now that Spencer was dead, his collection of fine wines had become something for Toru and Mary to enjoy after their pleasure.
After resting against the headboard for a while, Mary frowned and said, "I haven't had surgery, and my body is at a woman's prime age right now. What if I accidentally get pregnant?"
Toru shrugged and said, "If you get pregnant, then you can have the child. I can afford to raise one."
"Of course, if you don't want to, there are all kinds of medicines in the yacht's infirmary. Just take the emergency medication."
Mary thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Forget it. I'll take the medicine. I don't want any more children."
She was already the mother of three children, especially her eldest son, Shuichi, who was over thirty. If she, as their mother, gave them a younger brother or sister, even if the three children did not mind, she herself would feel embarrassed.
Mary even considered undergoing a minor procedure herself so that she would not have to worry about getting pregnant again.
She did not believe Toru would let her go after being with her just once. Moreover, even if Toru were willing, Mary probably would not let Toru go either.
Unlike Yukiko, setting aside the fact that Mary's work put her under immense pressure and made her willing to use this method to relieve stress, there was another difference.
Yukiko was a married woman with a husband, while Mary's husband had died long ago. She was a widow, so there were no ethical restrictions.
And from every perspective, Toru was an excellent man, even the most outstanding young man Mary had ever met in her life.
Maintaining a lover's relationship with him, from Mary's way of thinking, even felt like she was the one benefiting.
Now that both parties were still in the Organization, they needed to cooperate in various ways. Maintaining this intimate relationship would also allow them to trust each other more.
Toru did not absolutely trust her. Mary knew that clearly. She was an MI6 agent, so it was impossible for Toru to completely trust her.
Similarly, as a former elite CIA operative, Mary did not absolutely trust Toru either. People in their profession had to maintain vigilance even when facing their closest allies.
Just as Mary was thinking about how to improve their mutual trust, Toru suddenly said, "Actually, there's something I'm very curious about."
"What?"
Mary, who had returned to her senses, looked at Toru, who was sitting beside her with an arm around her waist.
"I was thinking, Mary, if you were pregnant, then when your body returns to a childlike state, would you still be pregnant?"
"Theoretically, at the age your body reverts to, you shouldn't have reproductive function. So during the shrinking process, would the reproductive function be maintained, or would it regress?"
Toru showed a look of inquiry, like a rigorous scientific researcher.
Mary's expression changed, and she looked at Toru vigilantly. "Why do you have such a twisted idea?"
At this moment, Mary wished she could hurry to the infirmary, get the medicine, and settle the pregnancy issue first.
She was afraid that Toru would actually put this perverse idea into practice.
MI6 had records of the corruption and perversion in the private lives of many European and American elites. Although Mary was used to seeing these things, she did not want to become part of them herself.
"Haha, Mary, don't look at me like that. I'm just saying it. I won't actually do it."
"If something goes wrong, it could be fatal. We are the closest partners, and now even intimate lovers. I don't want anything to happen to your body."
Toru chuckled and comforted Mary.
(To be continued.)