Marina pulled up behind my car and stepped out. I opened the front door for her and she entered quietly."How's it going?" she whispered."Judge for you...self."I walked back to the master bedroom where Molly was looking out the French doors onto the deck and, I suspect, imagining something about living here."Molly, this is Marina Montague, our real estate agent. Marina, this is my wife, Molly." So what do you think of this home, Molly?" Marina asked with a smile. I think she already knew the. He, in some unknown way had become the actress Hilary Swank who had bumped into him a while ago instead of his normal male self. It took every ounce of acting skill he possessed not to give away the fact that he might look like this Hilary woman but was really a guy named Jason stuck inside her body.Tiffany helped him get dressed in clothing more suited to the body he now had. No one knew how he had been dressed in men's clothing but assumed it was part of the extra's sick plans the guards. .." Yann hesitated. "I was hoping I could take a couple days off while we were there." From Yann, that was a stunner. "See, I haven't been home in years, and my parents don't email, and Breton is only an hour away by plane, so..."I nodded. "So. Overnight in Breton. Sounds good; I've never been to the Northern Coast. Juan, you and Yann make the arrangements for all of us." All of us?" Yann looked shocked."Yep." I smirked. "And you're not getting a day off for this. In fact, just for asking,. "Hmm, nice and firm as well. It must be all that cheerleader training. All those high kicks. I think we should have a dance or two, but first I think you need some new accessories." She reached back into her bag, and came out with a few pieces of leather. "Give me your hands."She wrapped something that looked like a leather bracelet around my left wrist, closing it with a Velcro strap. She tested it to make sure it wasn't too tight, and then did the same to the other wrist.Taking each of my.