Jerry was lying on a bed with baby Gabriel when Houseman, thirty-two, was ushered into the room carrying her suitcase. Within seconds Mick popped out of the shower "stark naked. I didn't know where to put my eyes," said Houseman, who recalled dropping her bag. "The next thing I knew he put out his hand and said, 'Hi, I'm Mick.' He didn't seem embarrassed . . . it was all so unreal." As for Jerry: "She didn't say a word." The next afternoon, Houseman was making coffee in the kitchen when Mick sidled up next to her. "We were laughing and joking together," she said. "I must say, he is a real charmer. The kitchen was so small, we kept bumping into each other." Mick began stroking her hair, and moments later lifted her up onto the kitchen counter and pulled down her pants. "We kissed passionately," the nanny said, "my head was swimming. The next thing I remember, he was making love to me." It was over in a flash. "The earth didn't move or anything like that," Houseman said. "I just thought to myself, 'God, is that it?'" Mick zipped up his pants, helped the nanny down off the counter, and kissed her on the nose. "Okay, babe," he said. "And," Houseman said, "that was it." Incredibly, the entire time, Jerry was just thirty feet away in the bedroom with little Gabriel. "It all seemed like a blur to me," Houseman recalled.
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