. an adventure. You never know what's going to happen from one split second to the next. Oh ... you might think you do ... know.The days pass as days ...o ... sometimes it's drudgery ... the 'same shit, different day' that many lives face ... plod ... plod ... plod ... day in, day out. Get up ... yup, same guy looking back in the mirror ... shave the face, flush, shower. Dress ... maybe it's shirt and tie ... or maybe it's mechanics overhauls ... regardless ... you're one of the faceless millions. " Of course," nodded Lillian as Claude tossed away the bra. "You sureyou're fine without me here." She's skinny, but I'm going to still need to muscle up so I could usethe boast!" laughed Claude, squeezing Jamie's chest and pushing at hisflesh. "Now down to just your panties for now is fine Jamie, and don'tworry about being shy." Like any humility I ever had this weekend would be even possibleanymore," gulped Jamie as Claude was measuring his chest."Honey, relax!" said Claude, softly massaging. And that if I were thinking of revealing my identity, he said the FBI was not in the business of providing 24-hour security for private citizens. And that I would need that kind of protection if people knew who I was. And that if I were identified I should be prepared to hire bodyguards.’ ‘That must have been intense to hear.’ ‘Exactly. Very. That was a big one. Bodyguards. I’ve never even given a moment’s thought to the idea of bodyguards my entire life. ‘I asked him to explain why he was. We went in and looked around. It was pretty, with itsearly 1900's architecture, stained glass windows, woodwork and all. Iknew that the Monroe's had been here before, when they had worked withthe wedding planner in setting up the wedding.I guess with a wedding this big and living as far away as we do, you haveto work with someone to make it happen.When we were done, we went back to the hotel. Sara and I went and sat ona bench, on the river side of the hotel and watched the river. She.