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We arrived at my ranch home around five o'clock. As I gave Cyndie a tour, her mood brightened. It had been several years since Cyn had seen my place. She said my small home had lots of extras that made her feel wonderful. I told her to make herself at home. Cyndie put her bag in my second bedroom.

I changed into casual clothes, then went outside and gathered the mail and brought my trash can up the driveway. When I made it back to the kitchen, Cyn was there.

I said, “Let's open a bottle of wine and then I'll start the steaks for dinner. Can you make the salad?”

With that, we settled in to a calm, slightly awkward evening together.

 

***

 

After dinner and a rental movie, Cyndie went to the bedroom and changed. When she returned to my living room, Cyn was covered by a robe and sat on my couch. I sat next to her.

“Tell me about the Sexy Girls?”

Cyn looked at me and paused. “What do you mean?”

“Cyn, Andi wrote about the Sexy Girls for page after page in the white journal. I read about them when I got up this morning.”

“Stevie, that's a long story.”

I answered, “Give me the short version.”

She began. “Okay. My party friends and I liked to go clubbing once or twice a month. We called each other the ‘Sexy Girls’. The Sexy Girls were a secret club, because what we did looked gay and we didn't want anyone to know. Plus, Andi didn't want anything to happen to her straight life since she was still married. We did these party nights for eighteen months until Valentine's Day.

“Anyway, when our night of partying was over, we ended up in bed. We were totally faithful to each other and were very clean. We played lots of lesbian games and were into sensual touching and kissing and never hurt each other.”

I knew Cyndie had been living like this for years, but I was surprised again by Andi’s involvement.

I asked, “Who are the Sexy Girls?”

“We had guests from time to time, but only three of us were regulars; Red Sable, Andi and me. Red is 34 and a great photographer.”

I said, “I know Red, she was the photographer at Andi’s wedding.”

“That's right. Red may be a lesbian as I don't think she's been with a man for many years. Andi and I always dressed in our most feminine and provocative clothes, while Red dressed butch or as a dominatrix. Andi and I had a fierce competition to look the sexiest. It required us to plan ahead and we usually needed to buy new clothes before each party night.

“Stevie, I'm sure you know Andi is a very feminine girl, but I am too, mostly, and we turned-on Red. I think we treated each other great. Sometimes, we did S&M, but no one really got hurt. Bottom line, we loved each other and tried to dress and look our best. We complimented each other and had fun together. Okay, we did some wild things in bed but it was always behind locked doors.

“I began dating Red a few weeks after I joined the agency. My 'gaydar' is pretty strong and I recognized it in Red.

“Then, a few months later, in the late summer of 2002, Andi approached us about going out to a bar one Friday night because she was bored and wanted to have fun. Red was not crazy about the idea, but I convinced her. I told Andi we would pick her up after work at the penthouse. Andi joined us only when Robert was out of town.

“So, we picked Andi up and took her to a club named Sisters. She knew right away that it was a lesbian bar. She liked it and had a great time. The second night we went out, we asked Andi back to Red's row house. She said no and asked us to take her back to the penthouse. We kept asking the next few times we went out. Finally, Andi said yes. Believe me compared to things I saw in New York and around the world, we mostly play-acted as lesbians. We were pretty tame.

“Red's townhouse became the Sexy Girls pad. We started our nights at her place and we all took showers together, gave each other make-overs, and dressed each other. Andi loved it and got so excited dressing up and prepping for our big nights out.

“Being with these stunning women was a real turn on, especially when you saw them naked and when they were seducing me. I couldn't resist and I know you wouldn't be able to either. We became close friends since we all worked at Grayson's. Andi showed us her beauty tricks and shopped at the best boutiques in town to find the two of us the sexiest clothes and lingerie. We both shared clothes too, everything really, except bras since her fake boobs make her bigger than me.

“Anyway, Andi loved how we treated her. We complimented her looks and treated her like a princess. Andi didn't think she was cheating on Robert because this was just fun with girls. She now knows she was stupid and wrong.”

I asked Cyn, “So, what happened on the Sexy Girls nights?”

“For 18 months we went to lesbian bars. We tried to be careful on our club nights as we knew we were very vulnerable. We attracted a lot of attention, since we were three sexy girls prancing around Philadelphia half-naked. We traveled very light. Red always held the Sexy Girls purse. It’s bright red vinyl with a shoulder strap, so everyone could easily see it. The purse had all our spending money, everyone's ID's, a cell phone, the car keys, a small can of pepper spray and red lipstick. Andi and I wore the same cherry red shade. Red was our driver and she had a three drink limit all night.”

“When we got back to Red's home, we usually played fantasy games. A lot of the games were played out of bed.”

Cyn sighed, and then started to summarize her story. “All that time, Robert and Andi were together, but Andi was getting nowhere with her baby idea. She wanted to be with a guy as her biological clock was starting to sound its alarm. But she wasn’t foolish. Andi knew she didn’t want to do anything that would risk losing the million and a half dollars. Andi believed it was her insurance policy for enduring life with Robert. She didn't want to get into a relationship with anyone else until her future with Robert was clear.

“Then, Andi made a decision. She had it all worked out. Andi would file on Feb. 21, Robert’s birthday. Andi's future looked great; great until Valentine's Day night.”

Cyndie was getting frustrated and grasped my hand, looked me in the eyes and said, “Stevie, I hope you see what Andi was doing, planning. The Sexy Girls were just fun and games. Her future was not with Robert or with a woman.”

I understood what she didn't say.

I said, “Okay, that’s makes things clear. What has Robert Grayson been up to since February?”

“What do you mean?”

“Is he acting normal at work?”

“I guess so. I don’t see him that often. Weeks go by and I may not see him or only say hello.”

“Have you seen him with a new woman?”

Cyndie answered, “No. But, according to Andi, and Red too, who saw him a lot more than me, Robert cheats big time but he’s discreet.”

I replied, “Maybe, but he could let his guard down. Look, things have gone his way very well these last three months. He was able to dump Andi, save a ton of money on the divorce and screw Andi while he’s doing it.”

“You’re right.”

“Let’s take a ride tomorrow.”

Cyndie asked, “Where?”

“Out in the valley. Did you ever visit the Grayson’s big estate?”

“Sure, three or four times. Robert always throws big parties. I went to last year’s Christmas party.”

I asked, “Do you know how to get there?”

“Yeah, I’ll figure it out.”

“Good.”

“What are we going to do there?” Cyndie asked.

“Just look around. We may find something interesting.”

“Cool.”

“Cyn, let’s go to bed.”

“Yes, let’s.”