Trying to ignore it I take the maids uniform and slide itover my head onto my body and slowly pull it into place.I walk to the mirror and look at myse...f, from the waist down I look like awoman, long silky curvy legs, probably due to lack of eating and walkingeverywhere and an hourglass figure. From the top up I look like what I ama dude in drag.I look at the clock and notice it is 6:00 am; I need to get to the kitchenand have breakfast ready by 7:00. After going thru all of this I suredon't. He looked around to see who it was and his face lit up when he saw me. After some short chit chat we held hands and walked towards the horse trailers on the back lot to be alone. There were about 100 or more trailers there. In the very back was his. It was so dark it was hard to see until our eyes adjusted to the dark. Out of sight from everyone with nothing but the distant nose of the rodeo crowd he backed me up against the trailer and started kissing. Making up for lost time, we worked fast.. “So you said you called earlier about folklore, anything in particular you wanted to know?”“I don’t know if you read the local paper but two women were attacked down on a beach by Bellarond Sound!”“Ah excuse me but these attacks was it by ectoplasmic being, from an old style schooner being held by a giant octopus like creature by any chance?”Considering that the news release downplayed the aspects of the situation and I never came out with the information, how the hell did he know? The look on. I had to admit she was kind of cute, but she was taller than I was and her glasses hid her big green eyes.The girls had developed a secret baby language with one another so that they could talk without anyone else understanding them. They had a great time and I had no idea what they were talking about the entire drive.We got to Cyndi's uncle's cabin and we unloaded the car. My suitcase was not there."Oh, man, I knew I should have loaded the car myself." Sometimes when I get upset, my voice can.