After the meeting, two girls and I drove to a gay bar for drinks. As I left, a cute black girl at the bar remarked, “You are very good! Sooo realistic!” Assuming that she was a transvestite familiar with the drag scene, I appreciated her compliment. Back at the motel, I took the pictures shown here – one with a self-timer, and the other looking into a mirror.

On Sunday morning I ate breakfast at a restaurant and returned to the Unitarian-Universalist church where the meeting had been held. Arriving early, I was invited to sit and converse with two other women. I met another woman during the service, and I was warmly greeted by several men and women afterwards.

Before checking out of the motel, I changed into my medium-length denim skirt and olive top. Through the day I interacted with sales women at several stores and waitresses at lunch and dinner. Men were friendly and helpful. I bought necklaces at an antique mall, shopped at a supermarket, and saw a movie. Everyone treated me very warmly as a woman.
If anyone suspected I was transgender, they didn’t seem to care. Perhaps they liked my positive energy. I thoroughly enjoyed myself every minute.