He pulled me over towards the entrance and turned me towards the parking lot.I gave him a quizzical look, "What am I looking for?"Jeff just had a stup...d grin. "Wait for it."Now I was clueless. Jeff saw something. "David, get your phone out. You are going to want to get a picture of this."Then I saw Alan wave at us. I waved back. Something wasn't right. He was holding hands with a real life girl, and not just a girl, a cute girl. I guess my mouth was hanging open because Jeff nudged me."Close. The Swiss film crew had been here even earlier, planning each sequence of shots so that our efforts would be efficient during our month-long stay at the resort.At least in this part of the world, Crystal and I were less likely to be identified. We took solace in that until Terry called to our attention the fact that Sony had sent out various press releases about our filming and whom the 'great' stars in the production were. Crystal groaned. I tried to assure her that once she had on her snow. The windows were barred, the doors locked shut. The entire roomwas pink. I had pink feather blankets. The entire bed was pink with afloral design. I had makeup and large gowns and corsets in the closet.Nothing was male at all. Did I expect anything different? I had agreedto live a woman. I was Isabella? I guess I can get used to beingIsabella. I examined the pantaloons. They were soft, pink and verysilky.There were the petticoats for me, The partlet ruffles and top. That wasjust a soft undertop. It had been hard for her before, but she had no pride to protect anymore. With Agatha’s mood this shitty, Lori needed to use her secret weapon now.To her disappointment, Agatha didn’t care to respond, but just stared over her head in silence. She pursed her lips, and eased Agatha’s shoe off her foot. As usual, a wave of warm stench wafted over her, smothering her nostrils. Not caving to the natural temptation of turning her face away from the offensive smell, she breathed in, letting it enter.