.. what?This night had been the focus of my whole week - my beautiful son was going to take me out to an exclusive restaurant. Hell, I had even bought... a new dress and spent an hour on my hair and makeup! He had phoned me a week ago and asked me if he could take the prettiest woman in town on a date and I had felt playfully proud and joyfully responded in earnest. I mean he had always complimented me on my looks and been liberal with small intimate touches and hugs - yet I never once imagined.... And the interstate that was brought through to make things easier just makes it easier for people to bypass the town altogether.We are watching the ruination and homogenization of America. I don’t even mind so much that things are the same. But why was the bar set so low? Why is this a lowest common denominator America? What happened to the country that was once so great, so varied, so original? I don’t want to get out of bed at my hotel in the morning and not be able to tell if I’m in Georgia. . I had no idea, I'm sorry ... I'm so sorry." Oh, Terry, Terry, I need you so much. You could always make things better. I needed you when everything went wrong ... but you weren't there. I didn't know what to do." She cried.I just kept whispering, "I'm so sorry."Slowly we both started to calm down. I looked down at her and saw that her face was wet with her tears. I began to kiss her face, trying to kiss away her tears. Just small, light, soft kisses.She lifted her face and I softly kissed her. ?It isn?t disastrous? she said, oncemy sobs had subsided into mere hiccups. ?Geoffrey was only able to spotyour true identity because he is a crossdresser himself. Why don?t yougo and have a chat with Claude and Marjorie? ? (the professional make-upartists who had helped me with my transformation on a previous visit toManchester.) This was good advice and I promised I would ring them inthe morning to make an appointment. ?Now its time for bed? announcedCindy. ?Don?t forget you are moving into.