Our boat is kind of stuffy, like it's only for rich, snooty people."I made our guests a drink, and sat back down between Sue and Beth. Maggie went dow... to the galley and brought back some cookies she had made. The mood was very passive and pleasant. All of us were just relaxing. Soon, Mike said, "Okay, ladies, let's go back to the boat for a good night's sleep. Steve, tomorrow morning, you folks come over for breakfast when you get up. It will be informal and we can plan our day. My cooks make. I guess my bluejeans would pass, even though they fit a lot tighter than the obviously homemade trousers both Frank and Silas had worn. The shirt I had on didn't even come close."I think we have some butternut shirts that might fit you well enough, but I know we don't have any trousers that will. You're a tall man Mr Jefferson and I think you're going to need to have trousers made to fit," she said."I'm sure you're right, but please call me Bill," I said.She gave me a strange look at that and I. ‘‘I am not a socialite; there will be few elegant Washington parties I will be attending. I do have hunting and fishing trips planned and I have weeks set aside for rest and relaxation at Deep Water Cay - our resort island. You need to assign people that are the outdoors type to me, male and female.”‘‘That said, there are to be no photographs of me or my family without prior permission. My meetings and phone calls are not to be recorded nor are they to be documented or transcribed. There will. He knew now wasn't the time to ask questions."I'm okay, I'm okay sis. Just get me back to the apartment," he managed to get out.Lizzie started the van and experimented with the manual gears, getting the feel for the bite point of the clutch. Once she was satisfied she had it covered, she checked her mirrors carefully and pulled away. Gavin couldn't help laughing as he recognised the signs of someone who had, like him, recently passed their driving test.Ten minutes later Lizzie brought the van.