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how deeply she felt. She it was who, despite the shortness of our acquaintanceship, asked me to marry her, and my answer of course it was "Yes". At

last I had found what I had been looking for during these past months, real love. Had anyone looked in on us during the ensuing hour, they would surely have been more than a little puzzled, possibly shocked, to see two attractive females in such close loving embrace!

This tale is soon ended. The Countess was sorry to lose me, but gave me her blessing, especially when assured that I was going to continue my life in skirts. I had some difficulty trying to look like a man in borrowed suit and with my hair greased down all this for the wedding ceremony at the registrar's office. But thereafter I was able to resume my beloved feminine things, appearing to the everyday world as my wife's sister, even though she had ample proof of my maleness when we were alone together. And so it has gone on till this day, with myself taking an active part in my wife's business. that of Modiste.

"Stop squirming, Jim. I was always taught that after a quarrel, good friends kissed and made-up!