I arrived at the busy, overcrowded airport around noon. By the time I got through the ticket line, they called out over the intercom, "Flight 720 will...not begin boarding." "This is it," I thought to myself as I went through security and had my bags checked. I grabbed my carry-on and headed toward the plane that would finally take me to his arms. After a couple hours, my plane arrived at its destination where a rental car awaited for me. Once my luggage was loaded into the trunk, I programmed. She doesn't travel at all, as she works out of a major claim center in Austin. She sees or talks to probably fifty people a day, but only travels between body shops and the claims center in a company car.I think we're kind of a normal couple who has been married for ten years; we love each other a lot, we have sex at least three to four times a week, usually when we can get away from the kids, or at night, long after they have gone to sleep. Both of us like oral and straight sex, even some. It never crossed my mind. Please Matt, it has nothing to do with your situation. You have time on your hands, you love the center, and your help would be sorely appreciated.’ ‘I’ll think about it.’ She placed her hands on my arm. ‘Believe me. I meant nothing by the request. Oh God, please don’t twist what I said.’ ‘Okay. Apology accepted.’ The remainder of the evening was filled with small talk. I took her home and appeared at the Center the next morning, knocking on Mrs. Jordon’s door. ‘Come. "What about?" About Rebecca."Neil sighed. He had been a crossdresser before he met Carrie, and afterhe told her about it, he had been pleasantly surprised by how matter-of-fact her reaction had been, and continued to be over the years.Rebecca was the name used when in female mode."What about Rebecca?" Neil responded defensively."I know that you have always been honest with me and with yourselfabout being Rebecca..." Neil interrupted with a wordless syllable ofacknowledgement."... and now it is.