I was going to ID her before she entered but what the heck, I’ll play the game.I walked around the bar and asked her for ID. She handed me a driver�...�s license. Fast…too fast. I smiled and looked. Low and behold the ID was issued a week ago. It was real. The DUP in the corner told me it was a duplicate. The photo matched the girl but I doubted the information was really hers. I looked for what I would question her on. Zodiac sign? Zip code? The street name wassome looooong word, hard to. I promised them a press conference late Monday afternoon. That should give me time to file a libel lawsuit in Nashville and serve the Senator,” he said.“It’s a good thing we already have videos showing the three escapees delivered to prison. The prison copies of the security videos have mysteriously disappeared,” I informed him.“Damn, that guy has clout,” the attorney whistled.He liked my idea of having the press agent ready to release copies of the videos Monday night to refute the Senator’s. I caught it and frowned. “What’s this?”“Your outfit, silly!”“But I already have one. Sister Agatha-““Yes, I’m sure Sister Agatha made you a nice frumpy Victorian outfit made of hessian,” she snorted. “I want to see you in something more… sensual.”“I don’t – know what you mean,” I stammered.“Just go in the bedroom and change. I’m taking a shower.”Confused, I took the bag she had thrown at me into the other room and emptied its contents on the bed. Inside I found some tasteful lingerie – white. I really didn'tcare, because the woman had no idea that I was really a boy dressed inhis sister's skirts. I've always hated that fact that people who didn'teven know you were making assumptions about you. For instance when Iwas cast in the play, every one thought I was gay because I had therole of a girl in the play. When in reality I'm straight as an arrow.We walked in the door."Where should we start?" Katie asked."Let's start at the J.C. Penny end and work our way back" Jen said.Looking at.