I...I guess Ithought you'd look like some horrible drag queen or something,but y...you really do look like a woman!" "I'm sorry I was hidingthis from ...ou, Heather, it always bothered me that I was closingoff this side of me from you." All of a sudden, I seemed to beunable to stop talking, and I just kept babbling. "I never lovedyou any less because of my crossdressing, but I was afraid toshare it - I didn't know what you'd think, or if I really didlook ridiculous, or what."I stood in front of. Its trees were almost devoid of leaves. A brown, orange, red and yellow carpet of leaves covered the ground beneath the canopy of bare branches. It was odd not to be pushing a pram for once. Her three year old daughter had started nursery that week. Although it was only three hours a day, it was proving a challenge for Daphne, if not her precious Stella. When her husband had first insisted that they take advantage of the free part day nursery offered by the local council, she had come up with. Dottie and Donnie were a brother and sister still in High School, and were going to give one on games and learning.And the bases were apparently flooded with announcements about the convention. AFRTS was running them at least twice an hour, and fliers had appeared on almost every bulletin board I saw. It was actually quite impressive. They had even made a voice-over announcement that was airing on the TV station.On Monday night I called Brad, and he gave me the number for Riku, his Japanese. Their shell was moving faster, lifting to meet the waves. Salt spray sheeted past, the shell dancing on the breakers, and they were out on the open sea! The nameless villager who stood braced in the bow gave a croaking cry and they swung to the left, quartering into the long swells and picking up more speed. The waves smoothed out as they drew away from the shore, and they dipped and rose, dipped and rose again, racing across the surface of the water."Is this not even better than flying?".