Just Between The Two of Us
By Maggie David
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"I'd better explain who we are."
"I'll do the explaining, heaven knows what you'll tell them."
"OK"
"What?"
"Carry on."
"Yes, Er...well.....er I'm David, a professional man, married with 4 children."
"Honestly, you are so stuffy. They don't want to hear all that nonsense. They'll be interested in me, Maggie."
"But they need to know our background, all the 'whys' and 'wherefores'. Otherwise they won't understand."
"Nonsense. They'll pick it up as we go along. He's David, I'm Maggie. We share the same mind and body so we're really the same person but fate decided that we've got the wrong sort of body, all those silly dangly bits between the legs. I've spent my whole life trapped inside a male body. There you are."
"You do over simplify."
"You try to make things so complicated. We're in a fix. Even you really want to be me, but your ridiculous conscience and sense of obligation keep geeting in the way. Ever since you realised that I'm the true us, you've been in a constant funk."
"I'm not surprised, you're constantly dropping me in it."
"Only because you really want to come out of the closet or rather live as Maggie. I can't make you do anything that you don't want."
"What about the other day, when we were chatting with the typists?"
"And?"
"Carolyn was talking about shaving her legs."
"Silly girl. Waxing is so much better. It leaves a smoother finish and the hair grows back slower and finer."
"I know. That's what we told her and we got some very funny looks."
"People are very funny about waxing. They're afraid it'll hurt. You know it doesn't."
"You're missing the point."
"What point?"
"Are you deliberately trying to wind me up? There we were, in full flow about how smooth it leaves your legs and then you start on about electrolysis. I suddenly realised that all three of them were staring at us."
"Well I was only giving her the benefit of my experience. Neither hurts, do they?"
"That's the point that I'm trying to make. Men aren't supposed to know about things like that."
"You do."
"Yes. But....er....Well you've got to be more careful what you say. You're always us in it."
"But it was fascinating, a real girl to girl chat. I didn't realise how little other women knew about it. Anyway you were enjoying it as well. You just turned off and let me get on. You're being very over sensitive. They didn't notice anything. You're imagining things again."
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