My Bodyguard

This is Britney's new 'bodyguard' Perry Taylor, a graduate of the U.S. Naval Academy. Is it just me, or does anyone else get the feeling that Britney is auditioninig for husband number 3? Reports say he has a live-in girlfriend, like that's a deterrent. I mean, didn't Kevin Federline have a pregnant girlfriend when he met Britney?

Let's look at this objectively, shall we? Usually Britney's bodyguards have been large blackmen who weigh like 300 pounds. Now she has a personal bodyguard who looks like an Abercrombie & Fitch model. He buys her groceries, he takes care of Sean Preston. Do you see where I'm going here?

Frankly, after Kevin Federline, Perry Taylor is a huge step up on the food chain. Not that I know for a fact that this is what's going on. After all Brit is pregnant with her second child. But both Princess Anne and Princess Diana had affairs with their bodyguards. And isn't that how Princess Stephanie met Daniel Ducruet?

How many romance novels are there that have been written about a heroine (or a hero) being protected by a bodyguard who then fall in love? Or the secret service agent who falls for the President's wife/daughter/cousin/niece. It's classic. Man protects woman from bodily harm (or in Britney's case from dropping her child), they spend long hours together on tour, or shopping at Fred Segal's. He makes her laugh. He actually has an education, not to mention a job (okay it's working for her, but at least he's not shaking his butt as a back-up dancer).

K-Fed is in Vegas partying with his pimps, Britney is left alone in their Malibu mansion, pregnant and alone, eating Cheetos. What's a girl to do, but turn to her bodyguard?

Just watch this space and we'll see what unfolds over the next few months.

Thanks for reading!

EKM