"In fact that night, she reflected on everything and decided she hadbeen in denial, that she had wanted to connect with her true self afterall and tha... her true self is female. Without question, she concluded,you really are her guardian angel, seeing what she could not seeherself, allowing her to be tempted, then resist that temptation. Shesaid a few times she wanted to tell you that you made a mistake, thatshe wasn't a pre-op T-girl, that she wasn't really a woman, but eachtime you stifled. "I'm sorry that you're unable to take Cathy to the theatre, Dennis, it's a great show!" So I believe, Bill, but to tell you the truth, I'm not sure how much I would have enjoyed it ... musicals are Cathy's thing, not mine; but I have to work that night, anyway. Which brings me onto something else, Bill. Do you think that it would be possible for Cath to stay at your place that night: she'll be there anyway during the day, so rather than come home and then go back to yours later, she can take. But I can't help it. I find my mind wandering at work, thinking of her, wondering what she's doing, wondering if I'll see her when I get home. I race home to see if she's there. When she is, I'm happy.When she's not, it's like someone punched me in the gut.Where did these feeling come from all of a sudden?? I mean, she's just a girl!But ... damn me, I can't help myself.She's gone from someone I saw as a kid sister into ... well, something more. She's turning into a woman, there's no doubt about. And now I was here.A “Touran", I thought and sighed. How rooted! How boring! I could just picture myself in a black 'E Type convertible. It sure would have helped release some Tension. Instead, I have the Touran. I just got in and drove and I ended up here at Whiteford Sands. I was so out-of-it, I don't even remember the drive here.I took a deep breath and filled my lungs with the cool evening air. It'scrisp and refreshing right after dusk. The smell is so clean here. Helps clear the mind and.