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“So…You don’t like to be around me?” Linda asked.

“No, no, it isn’t that.” Joe answered, taking her hand. “I like to be
around you…hell, I NEED to be around you. Who else could help me deal with
all this?”

“I don’t know what we are, Joe Bates.” Linda said. “If you think
your…we’re both…lesbians, then I guess that’s what we are. Does it matter
to you?”

“Linda, I’m a guy…at least I was a guy. To me, you’re a good looking
woman. You still are.” Joe tried to explain. “But look at me. I don’t look
anything like I used to. Maybe I’m a woman…maybe I just look like one…but
whatever I am, I just don’t understand what you see in me anymore.”

“Joe, to me you’re the guy I love.” Linda said. “I don’t what’s going to
happen to us, but I know I’ll stay with you as long as you want me too. Sure,
I wish you still had your male body…God, I hope you can get it back…but if
you can’t, I think I can handle it, if you want too. But, I guess I’ll
understand if you don’t.”

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Jay left, leaving Joe alone with Linda. She came over to where he was
seated, and started massaging his neck. It felt good, but Joe was becoming
uncomfortable being around her…touching her. He wasn’t sure why, but it was
a strange thing to deal with. He just didn’t know how to handle it.

Joe leaned back, and looked up at Linda. She smiled lovingly as she
looked into his eyes.

Linda’s car was in the drive when Joe and Jay pulled in. Joe had consumed
two trinks with Jay, and he was certainly feeling the effects. Jay worried
that Linda would be irritated with him, as if it was his fault that Joe had
acquired the buzz which lowered his inhibitions and made him talk about
anything which came to his head. Apparently, a great many things were passing
through Joe’s head this evening…He seemed to constantly talk about something
or another during the drive to Linda’s.

They went inside where Linda was sitting on the lounge watching the news
on TV.

Hello Joe. And you too Jay.” She said. “What have you two been up too?”

“We went flying.” Joe said. “I just had to get away for a while.”

“And I better be going.” Jay said, edging toward the door.

“Aw, come on Jay, stick around a while.” Joe asked. He didn’t want his
friend to leave. He liked being around Jay.

“No, I better be going.” Jay repeated. His new feelings for his pal were
difficult enough to deal with, without being around Linda too.

Joe could sense Jay was uncomfortable. He decided to let his friend go.
If Jay did have new feelings for him, he didn’t want Linda to find out. Not
yet, anyway. Things were already confusing enough.
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Lulu was saying, ” Come on, newlyweds, let’s cut the

cake and open the presents.”

My “groom,” who I learned was named Ron, took my hand

and led me up the isle. On the way he said, “You’re very

beautiful. I’m glad I got to be a part of this.” Then he

stopped and kissed me again. I was surprised that I was not

repulsed by this and in fact enjoyed kissing him back.

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His arms were around me, pulling me tight against him.

He was so strong. My hand was on his back and I was pulling

him closer. I was really kissing him, and what a kiss! Then

the music started, and everyone was talking at once. Lulu was

hugging me, telling me how proud she was of me, asking how I

felt. Before I could answer, Carla gave me a kiss, saying

what a beautiful wedding it was.

What did she mean by that? I wasn’t nervous now. i was

just plain scared. What had Lulu cooked up this time? Just

then I heard the music begin, my cue to start down the isle.

When I looked down front, there stood Carla and Lulu, smiling

at me. On the other side stood Mel, his mouth was wide open.

I was hoping that meant he was Impresses with how I looked. I

nearly fainted when I saw the man next to Mel. He was about

six feet tall, quite nice looking, and a total stranger to

me. Where had Lulu gotten this guy? Did he know who or what I

was?

“Gee, I thought you’d be wearing a tux,” I said, “not

dressed like the maid of honor.”

“Oh, no,” Lulu laughed. “I said Carla was your attendant

I’m your maid of honor.”

“But you are the groom!” I exclaimed.

“I can’t very well marry another woman. Remember you’re

the crossdresser in this family, not me.”

“Then who’s the groom?” I was getting worried now.

“Just like a woman to be nervous on her wedding day,”

Lulu said turning to leave. “See you down front. Don’t forget

to say your “I do’s” nice and loud.”

Carla walked over to me, kissed me on the cheek and

said, “You are a very beautiful bride.” Then, barely holding

back the laughter, she added, “I’m sure you’ll make him very

happy. Enjoy your honeymoon.”

Soon I was standinf in front of a full-length mirror

looking at the blushing bride: me. Then I remembered the

wedding plans. “What about the minister?” I asked. “He will

never agree to this. And what about Mel and Carla?”

“The minister is fresh out of the seminary and welcomes

any practice he can get,” my wife said. “mel is going to be

the best man, and Carla is going to be your attendant.

I couldn’t believe she had told our friends about my

crossdressing. How could I ever Mel again?

The night of the wedding, Lulu came in to see how I was

doing getting dressed. I was surprised to see Carla and her

wearing matching dresses.

A real surprise came a few weeks ago. Our tenth

anniversary was fast approaching, and we had talked about

exchanging vows again. We had arranged to hire a minister in

a small chapel and have another couple, our best friends,

stand up for us. This would be on a Wednesday night, and we

would take off the rest of the week for a second honeymoon. I

should have known nothing is as expected when Lulu is

involved.

She called me at work and told me to meet her at a

bridal shop later on so we could get fitted. I thought she

meant that I would be renting a tux. But when I arrived at

the shop she was inside talking to the owner. they gave me a

strange smile when I walked in. The owner looked at me and

said, “Yes, I have something will fit him perfectly.”

She disappeared into the back and before I could ask

Lulu what was going on, the owner reappeared carrying a long

white wedding gown. She instructed me to follow her to the

changing room. My wife followed us carrying a bag which, I

soon discovered, contained my wig, makeup, underwear and

padding. I was informed that this time, I was to be the

bride! “It’s something every woman wants to experience,” said

Lulu.