I was so overcome, that this time my orgasm was accompanied by tears."Are you ok babe?" asked Brad."Yes," I smiled, "I've just never been so happy!"**...**And that is how, after 25 years as a male, I became a bride in a whitewedding dress. We had that vow renewal, in front of our families.I managed to get the original wedding dress altered. To celebrate my newfemininity, I got the neckline lowered a little. Just to show off myassets a bit more. Because, I guess, I felt more feminine than Luke. Every step had a positive influence on my heartbeats and it was throbbing heavily. I stood for a long second in front of Ajeda’s room and slowly pushed the door. The creaking sound of the door was so horrifying that I almost startled to death. I entered into the room, put on the switch and the room became flooded with light. I looked at the floor and there she was. Ajeda used to sleep on the floor of our guest room although there was a bedstead in the room. Probably she put on some make-up but. I threw my arms around her and tried to draw her in close, intending to rip her dress off and take her where we stood in needs be, but she wriggled away, giggling. She led me to the four post bed, where she released her hold on me and pushed me down into a seated position when the mattress hit the back of my knees. She smiled as she gave me light kisses about my face and neck. She was in total control and we both knew it.As she unbuttoned my shirt, she kissed her way down to the buttons of my. I need more words to say how she affects me.A couple of oddities I didn’t expect: There is no more “me time”. It has become “us time”, because she demands that it be this way. We sleep, shower, eat, cook (except at the Pavilion), wash dishes, clean house, do laundry, all that. All TOGETHER, all the time. Same for homework, where she teaches me (better than ANY of my teachers). She says, “The Bible says the two shall become one flesh, and I take that seriously. I don’t think we can become one.