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Only one girl asked about my shaved body during my stay in Florida. I told her I was a swimmer and I think she believed me. She actually flirted with me a little and said she thought my body was "cute," but she drifted off after awhile.

I thought a lot about my life with Cindy. My thoughts never left her, or my odd situation, for long. It seemed so crazy when I was away from her, but so right when I was with her. I didn't know what to do. I even drafted a few letters to her explaining why I had to go, telling her I was sorry. When I read them, it struck me funny that I was apologizing to her!

When the time came to head back, I climbed on the plane for New York. I decided I'd see how everything worked out with the marriage. If I had to leave, I could at least tell her in person.

I was in Cindy's apartment a day before they arrived home. And it was home now to both of them. Frank had given up his place and all his stuff was being delivered. The first day they were home went by quickly since I was kept occupied unpacking them, and had piles of their dirty laundry to keep me busy.

Frank and I seemed to get along better now. I think the fact that he was now married to Cindy added to his confidence and helped him accept me. I'd never been much of a threat, but now we both knew it wasn't even a possibility. Cindy was the type who'd maybe flirt pretty much, but she'd never cheat.

I was still having a hard time though. Now they slept together in the next room seven nights a week. And as newly-weds, they made love at least six out of the seven! I even asked Cindy for earplugs, but she thought I was kidding.

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"Don't be silly, we don't make that much noise," she said. "Anyway, we're trying to get that house in Connecticut, Cissie, so we'll probably be in a bigger place soon. Then she looked at me with a flash of anger and added, "Besides, you shouldn't be listening to us you should be asleep."

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

MAID IN FORM "C" 9

WE ALL MOVED TWO MONTHS LATER TO A LARGE HOUSE ON FOUR acres of landscaped land in the Connecticut suburbs. Cindy had one of the smaller bedrooms made into a maid's room very much like the one I'd had in her apartment. She knew that having a male maid would be considered more than a little "kinky" in Connecticut, so we had to be discreet. It wasn't a big problem however, because I had become to look and act so much like a girl maid that people would have a hard time telling I wasn't. If I were quiet or kept my voice high, I could have served at a tea party and nobody would suspect. The single remaining giveaway was my voice so I worked on keeping it high.

Cindy told me she thought I was cute going about my housework and laundry with such diligence. "I couldn't ask for a better maid," she told me as she announced my new salary of $34,000. It was an unusual arrangement, but it seemed to be working for everybody. Besides, I now realized I was free to go if I ever felt I had to.

Cindy's husband Frank was in banking and he worked long and hard and wasn't around the house much except at night. He treated me with the same casual disregard a Sultan might have for the eunuches who guard his harem. He realized that the leisurely life I provided Cindy conserved her energy and was partly responsible for her insatiable desire in bed. (Unfortunately he told me she was really great in bed, something I'd rather not have heard!)

Frank figured it would be stupid to complain about his wife's unusual taste in domestic help and even he admitted

I was a good servant and housekeeper.

The same day we all moved into the house in Connecticut, Cindy told me the big news. As I was unpacking her clothes in the master bedroom, she sat me down and said she had something to tell me.

"I'm pregnant, Cissie!" she said happily. "What do you think of that—me as a Mommy!"

Then she whispered, "I didn't use my diaphragm one time, and Frank knocked me up good on our honeymoon. By the time we got back, I was already pregnant the baby's due in November."

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I was happy for her, I guess, but the reality of it didn't hit me until later. But Cindy sure was a pain in the butt during her pregnancy. I'd never seen her so bitchy it was like