Professor Forester and I fell into a routine of discussing my transition. But despite such comforts I felt lonely. Very lonely.My relationship with my...co-workers was cordial, but nothing more. They all had their secrets between them, and they knew my only secret. I soon learnt they were all natural girls, so I had nobody there with whom to share my special fears.On the third Monday session, a nurse in the professor's centre called me in. She chatted about the weather but gave me a large. I re-arranged myself, cuddled up behind her. Must’ve disturbed her into semi-wakefulness because she nestled backward into me, like this is the way it’s supposed to be.It is.We were told NOT to go looking for breakfast on our own, and to be present at the pavilion at 0800.Which means ... I felt a nudge. Opened an eye and saw the clock. 0650.“Our wedding day, Carl.”I turned to face her.“Still time to run, Sunny. But I really wish you wouldn’t.”“Not on your life, Carl Primeaux. You’re stuck with. .. I see it. "Yes!!!" Great... see you next week."We talk a few more times between now and then. We go over the schedule of my day and I worked it so I have the entire afternoon off. We talk about going for a hike or even just go out for a picnic or something. This is a bit more than "just coffee", but we both seem totally into it. Have you noticed that our conversations, once laden with sexy and teasing talk, has become pure as fresh snow? I have. I think we are both a bit nervous as to what. Most of that time was spent one my hair even though it is thin I like to feel it really clean. I managed to get back to the bedroom part of the barge and dressed before Wilson came down from his time in the barges shower.When he was ready for dinner, we went out to Jefferson Island to visit a steak and rib restaurant inside one of the motels. The check was pretty large but like Wilson said we could afford it.We went back to the barge after dinner. There were no places I wanted to go. Wilson.