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women felt the same little thrill as I did. After all, it was still fairly new to me while they had been doing this for years. I hoped they did, be- cause I loved the feel of nylon finery next to my skin. “Well,” I said to myself, “to work.“ I gave the apartment a good close inspection for the next two hours. I discovered nothing out of the ordinary - except for a microphone hidden in the telephone. I had anticipated this and the record player was turned up loud enough to hide any noise I had made during my search.

Promptly at two o'clock I entered the insurance office. About two minutes later I was seated in Herr B's office. Two hours later I felt that I needed insurance, because he had certainly wrung me out. I think he even knew how many calories I had had on my tour by the time he finished quizzing me. He thanked me for coming and said I had done very well for them in the U.S. I smiled, thanked him and left.

I stopped at a sidewalk cafe for a snack. An American sailor struck up a conversation with me and offered to buy me a drink, but I told him it was too early for a working girl. He laughed and asked if he could just sit and talk awhile. He told me his name was Jack Anderson. I told him mine and who I was and that I was opening my act the next Mon- day evening. As an afterthought, I invited him to be my guest at my opening. He accepted and we became better acquainted as we ate. He mentioned he had an uncle in the U.S. Marine Corps, so I knew 'Andy' would be my contact while in Berlin. He asked to see me home, but I declined. A look of disappointment crossed his face, so I told him I'd meet him for lunch the next day and added quietly "Andy, you're a good actor with that look of disappointment.”

"Thanks," he replied, and walked away. What I didn't know about him was that he was actually a Lieutenant J. G. instead of a second class petty officer.

After a month's appearance at the Club, I went on a tour of European nite clubs. When I returned, I had several new names to pass on to Andy. But, strangely, no new assignments had come directly from Herr Baum- bach.

I had settled down to a routine that any girl entertainer would follow -weekly appointments at the beauty parlor, housekeeping, occasional platonic dates with men, shopping for both groceries and clothes, re- hearsing, etc. The Major had been right. I seldom thought of myself as

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