. Those SAS guys, even the retired ones, have a reputation for being pretty tough!”As the laughter died down, Jo asked, “Anything else, Mariam?”...��Yes, the message said they will have a child car seat for Grace, so there is no need to bring one.”“Thank you.”“Oh, and Doctor Archer, Mr. Kipling, a reminder, your flight from Sacramento is at 2:30 pm. Kasrin will be your driver and she’ll be outside at 11. She’ll have already picked up your luggage and unless you think you need to stop by the house. I did the man-hug backslapping thing with him, while looking pleadingly at the rest of the people trying to get somebody to tell me who the fuck he was. Now Bernie shows up at most of my gigs. Especially ones in nice cities like San Francisco.We were at the Fairmont this time. The bar area off the lobby is one of those big open expanses where it feels like you are terribly de rigueur if you are not sipping martinis. Bernie drinks beer directly from the bottle so he stood out. He also stood out. After school, we followed the morning routine. Everybody conceded that I was now as good as Dad with the shotgun. I had been doing a lot of practice, and that shotgun had grown to be a part of me. Dad had already been looking for another one, and he couldn’t find one on the open market. He said that he was going to call his friend for one for me to keep. He wanted me to keep one beside my bed for now. That’s what I was doing with Dad’s shotgun at night. He was depending on his .45 until another. .Madame Guillemette was in her 40’s...tall, dressed like a sexy librarian (pencil skirts, nylons/thigh highs...I could see from where i sat) always high heels a blouse and I’m sure she had fake boobs. Her face...she looked 40, redish hair, stylish with glasses and for some reason....none of my buddies mentioned anything about how hot she was and all they talked about was class mates and I was thinking...fuck no...are you kidding me...that’s a WOMEN! and I was almost immediately obsessed.I.