She didn’t speak French so the communication with the delivery man was minimal. I went downstairs and saw the landlady heading to her little cubicle...looking puzzled or maybe curious. The man was delivering two paintings I had bought at auction in a city nearby. I didn’t expect them so soon. They were in two rectangular boxes, but they were heavy and bulky so that they couldn’t be carried together by one person.Finally, I focused on the delivery man. He was about my age with grey hair. He was. ‘Shit, shit, double shit,’ I thought as I realized I was caught. I heard him start counting, and on two, I let go, screaming in fear of spraining my ankle. I was surprised as my body was stopped by a trampoline held by 7 of the familiar guards. Three on the side Sir was standing on let go and I fell onto my ass. Quickly, before he could speak, I crawled to him with my head down, too afraid to look him in the face. I grabbed his pant cuff and leaned down to kiss his shoe. ?I..I’m..and?? ?Shut. They stopped and stared at each other for a full minute or so, and then James spoke up. "This had BETTER be some new crazy trick of yours James. I don't know how you're making me think I'm in your body but turn it off or shut it down or whatever, but do it! I want my body back NOW!" Jane ran her hands down her hips, as if touching her skirt for the first time. "I'm pretty good Jane..." Jane's body paused, amazed at the feminine lilt to his voice, "but I'm definitely not this good. I'm afraid. ’ ‘They are tramps. Anyone who would do that, before marriage, deserves what they get.’ ‘What is going to happen, when I go to college this fall, dad? Are you going to have armed guards around me, twenty-four hours a day?’ ‘You are going to college in Italy, under the protection of our family, in Novaro. The University of Milan is an excellent school, and you can take whatever courses you want there.’ ‘I had a feeling you were going to do something like that to me. Just remember, that the Swiss.