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 Yeager lived in jeans or cargo shorts and T-shirts.  I dressed casually as well most of the time but I didn’t have an aversion to dressing up like Yeager did.
    “Yeah, fine,” he replied, kissed me on the forehead and turned to go.
    “Nice jeans, OK.  No holes,” I prodded.
    “Yes, dear,” he told me and winked before he left, closing the door behind him. The lodge, or whatever you wanted to call it, was nice even if the place did give off a weird vibe.  Rather, if Lady Violet didn’t give off a weird vibe.  At least we had our own space, Yeager and I.  I undressed and went to shower.  When I emerged, Yeager had returned.  He showered as I dressed.  He’d thoughtfully brought my stuff up to our room so I could dry my hair, put on a little make up and generally make myself presentable.
    The dress Violet had provided fit well and looked pretty.  It was a simple black cocktail dress and she had supplied me some black heels too.  How she knew my sizes, I wasn’t sure.  I guess she had a gift. Yeager wore blue jeans, a plain white T-shirt and a leather vest along with black boots.  It was about time to go so we left our room and knocked on Edie’s door.  She opened it wearing a pretty white dress, matching heels and a frown.
    “I look stupid!” she announced sourly.
    “You look pretty,” I complimented her but Edie’s frown deepened and she rolled her eyes.
    “Says you.  I feel like an idiot in this,” she said.  I laughed but then Edie noticed Yeager and his more casual clothing.  “Hey!  How’d you get away with wearing that?” she asked him pointedly.
    “I grabbed these when I went to the motorhome to get our stuff.  I brought you your suitcase,” he informed her.
    “Damn, I wish I would have thought to wear my own clothes.  Too late now, I suppose.  C’mon, let’s get this over with,” Edie told us and walked past us towards the stairs.  Yeager smiled at me and I smiled back amused at Edie’s complaining.  As we followed Edie down the stairs, she held the handrail with a death grip, not used to wearing heels.  She almost went down once but recovered, though it wasn’t graceful.  I could hear her swearing under her breath as she continued down the stairs.
    Downstairs, we found Lady Violet, Agnes and a few others in the dining room off the side of the main room.  Violet glanced at Agnes and the girl scurried to pour us some wine.  “Well, a considerable improvement,” Violet greeted us, apparently referring to our clothes but she did raise an eyebrow at Yeager and his choice of dinner attire.
    “Thank you, the dress is pretty,” I replied and then added, “Isn’t it, Edie?”  She glared at me and then turned to Violet.
    “Yeah, thanks a million,” she said with just a bit of sarcasm.  Violet flashed her practiced smile to hide how she really felt about Edie and Yeager.  Agnes handed me a glass of wine, but Yeager refused.
    “You have beer around this joint?” he asked.  Agnes looked at Violet and the woman nodded indicating it was acceptable to her.
    “Yes, I’ll get you a glass,” Agnes replied.
    “Bottle’s fine, sweetie,” Yeager advised her.  Agnes nodded and tried to hand a glass of wine to Edie but she refused as well.
    “I’ll have what he’s having, please,” she told Agnes.  The girl, now in a tight fitting black dress that showed of her curvy figure and matching high heels, smiled and went to fetch the beer.  Violet watched the proceedings with a flat expression, obviously unimpressed by the whole scene.
    “Let me introduce you around,” she said once Agnes was gone but Violet was looking only at me.  She then placed her hand on my back and guided me away.  I glanced back at Yeager but he seemed content to stand in the corner and avoid the others.  Two men were there along with a woman.  One of the men was middle aged with short brown hair and a mustache, the other was maybe in his