He was fine with that too. Mrs. Tandy’s house was Victorian in style, with a nice, well tended garden. A kidney- shaped pool was wedged between the...right side of the building and the pine grove growing nearby. John Stefanovitch was sitting by the pool when he saw Norma trotting towards him. “Mrs. Tandy wants to see you,” she said with a smile that made her look almost beautiful. “Ok.” “Come with me!” He followed her into the house, then up to the second floor. Norma opened one of the. I was aware Iwould have to wear a uniform, all part of the contract and thatit would be supplied.I opened the large closet to hang my clothes in but it wasalready full. Every type of girl's clothes was inside. Fromevening gowns to what I think the other side called summerdresses. Now I know there is a mistake. That plank Michel hasbrought me to the wrong room. Further examination of storagespace revealed drawers full of bras and the like. All very girlystuff. What girls would call pulling. He was an older gentleman, about 5'8 with hair the color of snow in winter and a beard to match. He loved what he did because he got to be around military personnel, listen to people talk shit, and dish it out when the time came. Sure, other bartenders may have done the same, but JT remembered people and would never let the past stay in the past."Things are good my friend, how about you? How's therapy going?" Ok I guess. This is Becky, she is my therapist, of sorts. Becky, this is JT. In the pubic game, you wear a sexy outfit, and you and your husband attend a concert and stop for a nightcap. But in the private game, you let me know you’re interested. I buy you a drink and you flirt with me in front of your husband. You even lean your breasts into me. And your husband doesn’t mind?”“That’s right. He doesn’t mind. I told him what I was going to do. I noticed you right away.”“I like to think I’m experienced with couples, but I’ve never heard of that one. Did you and husband.