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I guess they thought it a little strange that I stayed in so much, but they didn't care. They'd say "hi" to me if they saw me walk out with Miss Cindy. I'm sure my face and hair, and even my clothes, made it look like I was totally gay, but they stared at Miss Cindy so intently that they didn't really notice me much.

"Hi, Joey," the guy said as I walked out. "I heard Cindy's gone for the week-you taking a vacation?"

I smiled and said "yes" quickly and told them I'd be back Thursday to check on things.

The taxi ride was quick -just across town from the upper east side to the upper west side where Miss Debbie's new place was.

When I got to her building, the desk called Miss Debbie and she came down and got me. I was nervous. I was used to being with Miss Cindy. I guess I liked Miss Debbie, but I didn't know her that well. Being a model, at least she was very pretty.

"Well, here we are," Miss Debbie said as we walked into her place. It wasn't as big as Miss Cindy's place, but it had high ceilings and was airy. The interior decoration was more along the lines of "funky" instead of the elegant simplicity of Cindy's. There were a few blonde maple pieces from the fifties and a few interesting knickknack things.

She showed me to my room, which was her guest bedroom normally. It had a big double bed. As I unpacked, she sat on the bed and watched.

"It'll be fun having you here, Cissie. I'd like to have you be my maid during your stay, if that's O.K. Cindy said you would, but I won't tell on you if you change your mind." ("Sure you won't," I said to myself.)

"Of course Miss Debbie. You just tell me what you need done and I'll do my bestcleaning, laundry whatever,' I told her as I hung up my uniforms.

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"Well, I send many of my things out, Cissie. I don't have a nice laundry room like Cindy does, just a little washer and dryer in a big closet. But I have some ironing and mending you can take care of for me. And maybe my underwear and pantyhose and stuff, if you don't mind. You can do them in the bathroom sink, if that's O.K."

"Certainly, Miss Debbie I'll be happy to," I answered. Then I added "Really, Miss Debbie anything you need me

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to do. It will be good to be busy, to keep my . . . well, so the time goes faster."

"You miss her already, don't you, Cissie," she said, trying to be friendly.

"Yes, Miss Debbie. I've been with her since last fall. I'm sure you think I'm very weird being her maid and...well ... But But yes, I do miss her. She's demanding, but I like her too, you know?"

"She's very pretty, Cissie. And we all like her. Even us girls aren't immune to her beauty. She's attractive to everyone, regardless of their sex that's why she's so successful as a model."

I'd finished unpacking, so I stood by the bed and made a little speech that Miss Cindy had helped me with.

"I'm glad you wanted me to stay with you while my mistress is away, Miss Debbie. Please see me as your maid while I'm here. I'd like to act just as I do at home. I'm used to curtsying and everything, and I'll behave the same way here, if that's O.K. And please let me know if there's anything you want me to get for you. I'd enjoy waiting on you, Miss Debbie.'

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Debbie smiled and said she thought everything would work out "just fine.

"There is one thing though, Cissie. I notice you didn't bring any of your serving uniforms. I was thinking of having a friend . . .a girlfriend . . . over for dinner Friday. Would it be O.K. if you served us? And maybe you could wear one of your dressy uniforms with your pretty petticoats and everything?"

"I was going to check on mistress' place Thursday anyway, Miss Debbie, so I can pick up a serving uniform then. I didn't bring any because I wasn't sure I'd need them and my full petticoats are a little hard to pack.

Miss Debbie giggled, probably imagining me trying to stuff crinoline petticoats into a suitcase.

"Thanks Cissie. I'll tell my friend it's all set."

"Does she know about me. . .I mean, should I try to hide anything, Miss Debbie."

Miss Debbie sat and pondered the question for a few

moments.

"Well, I was planning on telling her. But if you want we can see how long it takes her to guess. Wouldn't that be fun?