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I'd found out by then that when she had made up her mind to do something, it took only such minor things as natural worldwide disasters to turn her away from doing it. She also made the comment that she had learned also in that night that despite my TV "variation" that I was also very much a man and could satisfy any woman. It hadn't even occured to me that she would ever question such abili- ties. In retrospect, however, I guess she was right in questioning it since, after all, any man who has urges to take the opposite role would most likely take them in more than one way and would pos- sibly be impotent or passive or both (I was neither and very glad of it as she was, also, to see the smile she gave me during the discus- sion).

We decided to get married. I had to be able to take her schedule at the hospital, a schedule that was never very regular and she had to be able to take my variations from the norm. We both agreed we could (even though she had not seen me dressed) and a date was set. She had wanted to get the implants before the ceremony (and "wedding night") but had to wait till the week after we returned.

When we were married, she had a number of the nurses from the hospital as witnesses. Since I had no family and not that many friends, almost everyone who came was a friend of hers. Anyway, there was a very miniscule service at a Justice of the Peace with only about half a dozen people there. We didn't have much of a honey- moon either. But again, we didn't really need much. She was some- what surprised at the wardrobe that I brought with me. Yet I could not dress for her until I was actually "caught" at it when she came in when I was not expecting her less than a week after our marriage.

I remember the incident. I had no reason to work since I had just gotten a good project finished and was waiting for another. I was far enough from the company's "home ground" that I was almost always contacted by mail which meant that a project finished would mean a good lag time between old project and new one. Wendi had left for work that mornng and my plans to dress materialized.

I had always had good lingerie of high quality. I donned the padded bra after some taping of my normally flabby and hairless chest to produce a cleavage. A fairly tight panty girdle did well to hide my masculinity. Panties, pantihose and a lacy slip followed to

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