" He seemed to have enjoyed the night, butI wondered if he had hidden his doubts for my benefit. "I had a really good time tonight," he said, turning ...o meslightly. "I was nervous, I'll admit, but it wasn't that bad. I may eventhink we should do it again." We did have a good time. So good, in fact, that the night flew by.It never felt like we were a crossdresser and a straight guy out for thefirst time. It was natural. We were just two friends out on the town. "I had a good time too," I said,. .. like I was actually going to be fed on our wedding night from my husband's arsehole!" Some men like a sense of feeding to be shown in the painting of them orally pleasuring their new brides," I explained. "The suggestion is of the male being enriched by his new bond with the female... I had just stupidly assumed a similar connotation here." Sorry," Adam smiled with more amusement than malice. "But no... there's definitely to be no suggestion of feeding... that would be kind of gross!"I. Her parents' house was the usual madhouse of relatives and her happiness came through in her voice. Tina's finals had gone well and she was eager to come out to D.C. We had a great chat that was too short at twenty minutes, before obligations pulled her back to the merry chaos I heard in the background. After we hung up, I floated on her words for the rest of the evening.My mood came crashing down a few days later, when I met Allen at the Denny's near my parents' place. While I was glad to see. I hoped the answer was ''yes".Part IIWe soon pulled into the parking lot of the golf course at which the reception was being held. Neither of us were expecting to know anyone, but still tried to remain optimistic.We stepped into the large, beautifully decorated hall. White drapery hung from the rafters; the whole room looked as though it was glowing. You seemed to be glowing, too."You clean up nice," you comment, noticing my dress shirt and black slacks."Thanks. You don't look too bad.