More than Words Ch. 2: An Unbreakable Vow One year and three months later: ‘Tell me Grant, why don’t we ever see or talk to your family? Is it bec...use of me?’ ‘No Kisara. Well, yes, but… How can I say this?’ Grant appeared deep in thought. ‘Am I an embarrassment?’ ‘No. Absolutely not. I love you Kisara and there is not a day that goes by that I don’t feel blessed to have you in my life. My family is just… complicated.’ Grant began rubbing his temples, something he does when he is unsure of. It covers the scars from all the surgery, but you haven't had it styled." I looked you up and it says you are my body guard, are you also my friend. I seem to think that you are," I commented."I am anything you want me to be Lucy, but if nothing else, I am your friend," the man said."From the fact sheet I know how old I am, but how old are you?" I asked."I'm twenty-seven and unmarried. Before you ask again I am not gay, I have been tied up for a while." he said."Then you should go out and find. "I need to pee," she said quietly. "Stay where I can still hear your voice."She went over to the teepee and used the portable camp toilet. He stepped behind a tree and did his business. When they were finished, they met at the tent. He walked around the back and didn't see any tracks. She joined him and then she pointed at the tent."Look at that," she said. "What is it?"4 stripes of some type of liquid were on the tent. The morning dew had wet the tent, but you could still see the. With some effort, Mark opened the trunk and carefully selected today'soutfit. A light summer dress. It was hot outside and the dress wouldgo perfectly well. The dress was followed by white bra and panties.Then, he took out some clip-on earrings and a blond wig. The stuff inhand, Mark headed to the bedroom he shared with his wife, Cynthia.Dumping the clothes on the bed, Mark headed towards the shower. Markcarefully shaved his face and then his arms and legs. It took half anhour, but very.