It was like everybody thought I was sick.Lu whispered to me, "If you call her, I'll kill you." Why?" I answered."She only wants you for one reason. An... it's not because she likes you."Well, I didn't understand what Lu meant. What reason? Why would she want me to call if she didn't like me? Anyway, if Lu thought it would be a bad idea, I wouldn't call Marcy.There were two men who spoke at the funeral. One knew my dad real well, I guess, Hamilton Reed. He was a senior partner at my dad's firm. He. It wasmy little secret. Now it wasn't a secret anymore, not only that, but itthreatened to become public knowledge if I didn't do just what my sisterswanted. They would now call the shots not me. From now on I could not wearanything without their permission -- panties or jockey shorts!. . . bras ortee shirts!. . . dresses or pants! Oh yes, one more thing, my name was notBobby but Barbie. I had become my sisters living 'Barbie doll'! As the water splashed over me, I slathered shaving cream. "Gina knew this game all too well. She had done the same as Mike numeroustimes to get many things. As a woman she understood how it was possibleto be charmed by a good-looking guy like Murcer, but she didn't like it."Let's get down to business."For the next 90 minutes they did just that. Everything was professional.As the appointment went on Gina began to relax. She thought to herself,"Maybe I over reacted."Murcer looked at his watch. "We got a lot accomplished today. I guesswe should. Two peopletouching the medallion at the same time will essentially switch bodiessince it will transform each into a copy of the other. Touching a garmentworn by someone else to the medallion will turn the wearer into aphysical copy of that person. Transformations take around thirty minutesto complete. Once someone has transformed, the medallion will not work onthat person again until twelve hours have elapsed. Did I covereverything?" All the important stuff, yes. When Agent Dale's report.