Lucky Man

by Jennifer White

  

I felt like I was the luckiest man in the world, as I stood there on the alter, holding Julia's hand, exchanging our wedding vows. Just two years ago, it wasn't even certain that she would date me. Back then, she was torn between me and Arthur. Once, Arthur and I had been friends and roommates in college, but when Julia came into our lives, she tore us apart as we competed for her attention.

At first, it looked like she was going to pick Arthur, but I didn't let up, and I even turned up the heat. When she finally started to date me, Arthur told me that he hated me, and we'd never be friends again. He even tried a few dirty tricks to break us up, but I was clever, and none of his attempts made an impression on Julia.

For example, he emailed her a picture he had of me with a couple of girls at a bachelor party. I suspected that he would use the picture against me, so I had taken preemptive action, telling Julia that before her, I used to party, and I had been with other girls. I even told her that Arthur had some pictures of me partying. But now that I had her, she was the only one. So when she received the picture, she didn't get upset; she already knew about it. She showed it to me, and I told her how glad I was to be with *her*, and not some drunken floozy like the one in the picture. I turned a potential negative into a positive.

So now here we were, tying the knot together. She insisted that we invite Arthur, and I was surprised when he accepted. But all the better; he'd be watching jealously as we tied the knot, and he was a mere spectator. That made me feel that I was *the* man. I had defeated him, and won the big prize. I felt so happy as we completed the ceremony, and I was finally able to kiss the bride. She was all mine now, forever.

As we kissed, I felt myself get all hard. Julia was awesome, and in her white dress she looked ravishing. I couldn't wait for all the partying to be done so I could finally have her. You see, she had always held out, wanting to wait until we were married before she'd consent to having sex. I had never gone further than kissing her and touching her all over. But not down there between her legs; that was off limits until we were man and wife. Now we were. Tonight I would get to fulfill the fantasies I'd been having since the day I met her. Tonight, I would finally be able to get into her pussy. I was already imagining how we'd do it, even as we walked down the aisle, past the cheering crowd.

The reception afterwards was a whir, but it seemed to take forever! I just wanted to be alone with my new bride. As I danced with her, I couldn't help but notice Arthur, seated at one of the tables. Okay, I gloated a little as I shot him a smile. But it was my right. I had won fair and square. He just started at me, and I almost laughed. But I knew that Julia would be upset if I was a poor sport, so I just looked away. I smiled at her, thinking of how he must be going crazy, knowing that I was about to take her to a hotel suite, and soon we'd be doing "it".

Finally, after the toast, the dinner, the dancing, the garter, the bouquet, and all those other little things, we were done. Julia and I waved good-bye and got into the limo. We kissed as we sped away to our hotel. I was so aroused, I could hardly contain myself. It would only be a few minutes until I was finally able to have her!

"I love you" I said. "I want you so bad!"

"Now you're my husband" she replied. "And we're going to do it *all* the time. I want *you* so bad, and I've been going crazy! I almost gave in to my urges, but I made a vow to my mother that I'd wait and remain a virgin. I'm *so* horny. I want to feel you in me, *so* bad. I've been dreaming of making love with you for so long."

Needless to say, my erection got just a little stiffer hearing that! Now the five mile ride seemed to take forever! But finally, we arrived at our hotel. They showed us to our room, and I picked up Julia to carry her through the doors. I saw the tray with the bottle of champagne and two glasses, along with a vase of roses. I smiled as the bell man placed our bag inside the room and shut the doors. Now was the big moment: I was about to consummate our marriage!

I smiled at her, and I was about to put my arms around her, and have another kiss. But suddenly, I noticed another presence in the room. We turned to see a man standing there. Arthur.

I was enraged! Why was he in our room? I took a step towards him. My instinct was to smash him in the mouth with a punch. But after my initial move towards him, he waved his hand, and my body froze in its tracks. I tried with all my might to move, but I was unable to! Somehow, he had frozen me in place! Through some force of magic, he had a power over me. I felt so frustrated as I struggled to move!

"Julia" he said, "Come to me. I am your man now."

To my absolute horror, I saw her body start to move, as if against her will. She gave me a frightened glance as she took her first halting step. Then she took another. And another As she drew in closer and closer to him, she started to move faster, as if the attraction grew stronger as she neared him, just like with a magnet. By the end, she almost ran to him, threw her arms around her, and gave him a deep kiss. And I was helpless to do anything but to stare at them!

Arthur's mouth moved silently. The words he formed with his mouth came out of Julia's instead.

"I love you now Arthur, and only you" she said, in perfect sync with him. "You are my man, my one and only. Take me and make love to me. I am all yours. I want nothing but to fuck you all night long. I want to have your babies. Please my love, fuck me now. I need you!"

Whatever magic Arthur had acquired was not just working on me, it was also working on Julia, seducing her, making her fall in love with him! She just stared at him now, like she did at me normally. Her hands were on him, and she licked her lips. And I was helpless to say a thing, or even to move! All I could do was to stare at her with my hated rival, as he put his hands on her boobs. Those were *mine* to touch, not his! She was *my* wife! How could he be doing this! I struggled with all my might, but I was powerless.

As I watched in terror, Arthur slowly undressed Julia. *My* Julia. She was totally in his control now, and she responded to his advances by getting all hot and steamy towards him.

"You've got me all wt" she said. "I'm *so* ready for you, my man. I want to feel your dick inside me. Mmmm."

I tried to call out, but I couldn't as she lay on her back. Arthur really took his time, teasing her, building up the sexual tension, making her almost beg for it before he finally slid himself into her. I had to watch her laying on her back, her legs spread wide open, letting in Arthur. She was *my* virgin bride, but he was the first man to ever fuck her. And she responded by screaming with pleasure, grabbing at him, scratching her long nails down his back. He absolutely drove her crazy, and she went wild as he drove her to ecstasy. It should have been me on top, not him! That was my woman! I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I stood there, still frozen in place by his magic power.

When he finally got off of her, she was just a quivering mass, unable to even move as she trembled. He put a robe on her, and they sat together to sip the champagne. She put her head on his shoulders, and told him how much she loved him.

"Who is your man?" asked Arthur.

"You are, my love" she replied.

"Would you ever consider being with another man?" he asked.

"Never! For the rest of my days, I will only love you. That was so good. I can't wait until we can do it again and again. I want you to get me pregnant, so I can have a son for you. I want you so much!"

She sounded desperate to have him, like someone addicted. Arthur stood up, and led her by the hand over to where I was.

"What does this man mean to you?" he asked.

"Nothing" she replied. "You are my man now. No one else matters. I could never love another man."

"He did nothing to stop me" gloated Arthur. "He's not much of a man, is he?"

"No" agreed Julia. "He's not a man at all."

"Don't you think that he should be wearing something more appropriate for someone who is not a man?? That tux just looks wrong."

"Yes, its wrong" she agreed, as she put her hands on Arthur's chest. "He is not a man at all. Not like you, my love."

Hearing her say those words made me feel like daggers were stabbing me through the heart. Yet even though I had see her writhing with pleasure underneath Arthur in bed, and even though she was saying these terrible things now, I knew it wasn't *her*. It was the magic powers that he had somehow acquired, and she was being forced to do it. I knew that in her soul, she still loved me. I still had hope! One of us would figure out how to overcome the spell, and we'd free ourselves!

"You heard my woman" said Arthur. "She doesn't think you deserve to wear that tux. Take it off, now."

I surely didn't want to undress in front of them! Yet Arthur's magic was so strong that I felt like I had no connection between my brain and my body. He spoke, and I obeyed him. I tried with all my might to resist him, but I could not. Just as I had been unable to move before, now I was unable to stay still! In just a few moments I was completely naked, with my tux in a pile on the floor.

"Julia, show us your lovely lingerie" said Arthur. She responded by removing her robe. She had on white nylons over her perfect legs, held up by a white lace garter belt. She also wore a white corset which had see-through material overlaid with a lacy pattern at the bottom, although it was solid at the top where it supported her boobs from underneath, leaving the tops exposed. Her panties were still off, and her gorgeous pussy was exposed. On hear head she still wore the veil from the wedding ceremony.

Arthur was behind me where I couldn't see him. He handed something to Julia. Something white, which I recognized as a pair of nylons, just like the ones she had on! They were pale white with a two inch band of stretchy lace material at the top to help hold them up. She got down on her knees and started to slide them over my legs, pulling them up until they stayed. I looked down in horror at my long smooth legs inside them.

But I was confused. Why were my legs smooth? Shouldn't my leg hair have shown through them? Why did my legs look so good and so sexy in the white nylons? Julia stood up and smiled as she looked me in the eye. I realized that something else was wrong; I should have been looking down at her instead of seeing each other at eye level! I had to be shorter now.

I grew really scared as Arthur handed her the garter belt, which she wrapped around my narrow waist. Narrow waist? I didn't have a narrow waist with wide hips! How could the garter belt fit me like Julia's fit on her? I looked up her helplessly, but she was busy getting ready to put the corset on me too. She pulled it in place, and I was unable to resist or thwart her efforts in any way. I just stood there as she began to tighten it on me, over my smooth hairless flat tummy, and up towards my chest.

As the corset got tighter and tighter, up at the top my cleavage started to look more impressive, fuller and firmer. I wanted to scream as I saw that I had boobs on my chest, getting larger by the moment, until they reached the fullness of d-cups. Supported by the corset, they looked almost like a shelf across my chest, with a small gap between them. I had boobs! Me! No!!!!!!

I looked up at Julia helplessly, but she was busy pinning the veil onto my hair. My long golden hair that draped down all the way to the small of my back, a few hairs falling on my pretty face. Julia brushed them aside, as she admired my thin eyebrows and the professionally applied makeup I wore. I could feel the dangling pearl earrings I wore, a pair exactly like hers. No! I didn't want to be pretty! I didn't want to be a woman! No! Stop this!!!!! But I was unable to move a muscle on my own. I couldn't even protest as I was transformed into a gorgeous woman, like Julia.

Julia put on her pair of white heels with pointy toes, and then she put an identical pair onto my feet. I felt something slide off my finger at that moment; it was my wedding ring. My hands had become tiny, and my fingers had grown so thin that my gold band just fell off. Julia picked it up, walked over to Arthur, and slid it onto *his* finger.

"With this ring, I thee wed" she said.

"Now you are *my* wife" he replied, as he kissed her.

"And you are my husband, forever" she replied, before the kissed again.

I could only watch as they embraced. And worse yet, I now had a female body. I tried to look down to see if I still had a penis, but my boobs were too big, and I couldn't see anything below them. I had to figure that I did though, but I needed to *see* it to confirm it.

Julia pulled her wedding gown back on, and I marveled at how perfect she looked in it. The skirt at the bottom was so full, flaring out several feet at the sides. The sequins on the front made her gleam, making her boobs look so inviting. But now *I* had boobs like hers too. As I watched her twirl around, I shivered all over. So far, everything she had put on, she had dressed me the same. Was I to get the gown next too?

I watched in horror as she opened the closet door and opened up a white hanging bag with a zipper. Inside was another gown, identical to hers, as well as the petticoat with the white crinkly material to make it flare out at the sides. She slid the petticoat onto me, over my wide hips and narrow waist, then she started on the gown. I felt my heart sinking as the gown went over me, like I had just lost a part of myself. I just *knew* in my mind now, that I did have a pussy. I was completely female now. Something had just changed, and I was powerless to stop it. I just *knew*. I had female intuition now. I was, in every way, a woman.

"Take Danielle to the mirror, so she can see her new self" instructed Arthur.

Julia took me by the hand. I noticed that my long nails were done identically to hers, with a French manicure. I noticed that the flower pattern on the lacy sleeves of our gowns was actually roses. I saw things differently now, noticing different details. It wasn't just my body that had been transformed; I realized at that moment that my entire *mind* was different now. I was thinking like a woman, not a man.

When we reached the full length mirror on the wall, I finally got a look at my new self. Arthur had called me Danielle. I was Danielle now. And seeing myself in the gorgeous gown, with my face all made up perfectly, I had a strange feeling. I felt *special*. I felt like I was a princess. I spun around to admire my image in the mirror. I clutched my hands together over my chest, and I smiled as I saw myself. Julia went around and straightened out my skirt, as I just stared at my reflection.

"You make such a pretty bride" she said.

"Not as pretty as you" I replied. She was perfect. I fell short of her "gold standard" of beauty.

Arthur whispered something in Julia's ear, and she went off into the bathroom, and closed the door. As I stood there admiring myself in the mirror, Arthur came over to me, and put his arms around my waist. My female body responded by feeling a glow inside; he was so handsome, so strong! I felt a strange new tingle down between my legs, as the blood rushed down there. I realized that I *wanted* him. I was a woman now, and he was a man. As he leaned in to kiss me, I just melted, opening my mouth, and letting him put his tongue inside. I put my hands on his strong muscular chest, and I shivered with delight as he put his hands on my boobs.

My head spun as he swept me off my feet. Almost before I knew it, I was laying in the bed, as he pulled the petticoat off me and pulled up my skirt. He was hard, with a full erection, and I was all wet, ready and receptive for him. Arthur was so good; he didn't just plunge in, but he took the time to first tease me and get me even more aroused. He used the tip of his penis to gently touch my labia, making me want him inside me even more. He used it to put pressure on my clitoris, and soon I was over the edge. I *needed* to feel him in me!

"I want you so much" I said. "I need you inside me. Now."

Arthur was happy to accommodate me, and he slid his member into my well lubricated vagina. I felt a warm glow inside, followed by the most intense rapture I could ever imagine. It caused me to scream out with pleasure, uncontrollably, as he thrust in and out of me. I felt a warm splash inside me, and I felt so *satisfied*, as he slowed down, then finally stopped.

"You are my woman now too" he told me.

"I love you" I said, much to my surprise. "I would do anything for you."

"Get down on the floor" he said. "On your knees."

I did as he asked. I felt a glow in my heart. I loved him so. My body was already addicted to him. I wanted him to do me again, right then and there. I smiled at him, as he got up, put his robe on, and brought Julia out from the bathroom. She had showered, her hair was still wet, and she wore just her pink silk robe.

As Julia went to Arthur's side and he put his arm around her, I felt something within me that I never would have expected: jealousy. *I* wanted him, but *she* was getting his attention at that moment! How dare she! He was *my* man.

"Danielle" said Arthur, "Don't look at Julia like that. She is my wife. You will never be anything to me, except a sex slave. I will have you when I want, in order to remind you that you belong to me. But when you are with Julia, you are not her peer. I am giving you to her. You will be *her* slave when I am not present. You will serve her, as you serve me. You will do all of the housework for her, so she can spend her days at leisure. You will be our maid. Our cook. Our nanny. Our wet nurse. You will do all of the work, so Julia is free to enjoy her new life as my wife. Now tell her that you will obey her, always."

I looked up to Julia, who seemed so powerful now. I would do anything for her!

"I will obey your every command" I said, truly meaning it. I still felt jealous of her. I wanted to *be* her, the one with Arthur all the time. But it was my place to serve them, and I intended to do it as well as I possibly could.

"Danielle, that will be all for now. My wife and I are going to sleep on the bed. You will sleep on the couch in the other room. Leave us now."

I did as my master ordered, shutting the door behind myself. I laid on the couch, as I heard them in the other room. From the noises coming out of Julia's mouth, I knew that they were making love again. My finger found its way to my pussy, and I started to rub myself down there, imagining that it was Arthur, and that *I* was the one in the bed with him. I brought myself to orgasm several times which was awesome, but not as good as it was with *him*. I fell asleep, dreaming of having him in my arms again.

* * *

While my master and mistress were gone on their honeymoon, I had much work to do around the house. Julia was moving all of her things over to Arthur's house, so I needed to clean everything until it sparkled, repaint the walls and redecorate. Arthur told me to give him all of my bank account numbers, and he transferred the funds over to his own account. I used that money to make his house as lovely as possible.

Then I moved in all of Julia's things, setting them up in the master bedroom's large closet. I have to admit that since I wanted to be her so much, I tried on a number of her things, and went around pretending that I was *her*. Finally, everything was in place. I worked on my bedroom, which was small, but good enough for a servant like myself. I didn't have as much in my closet, just my maid's uniform, some sexy lingerie so I could please my master when he required it, and a few casual outfits.

Master had also ordered me to set up a nursery in his house. He had said that both my mistress and I would be busy having his children, and I was to prepare the house. I bought a crib, all sorts of toys, baby clothes, a mobile to hang over the crib, bottles, diapers, formula, and more. Everything that would be needed, once my mistress and I got pregnant and had our babies.

I went out grocery shopping, so I'd be ready to cook for them when they got back. I also went out to get a few things for the kitchen, since my master hadn't done much cooking on his own, and he lacked some of the pots, pans and utensils needed around the kitchen. While out doing that, I stopped for lunch at a cafe. I ordered a small salad and an iced tea. As I sipped my tea, a nicely dressed woman came by and asked if she could sit down to talk. Master hadn't forbade me about talking to women, so there was no reason not to.

"Sure" I said. "Have a seat."

She sat down across from me, and crossed her legs. I realized that as a woman, I should be sitting that way too, so I crossed mine the same way. That made me feel much better for some reason. She smiled at me, reassuringly.

"We can talk frankly" she said. "Nobody can hear us. You're under my protection."

I didn't understand what she meant.

"What is your name?" she asked.

"Danielle" I replied.

"No" she said. "Your *real* name."

Danielle *was* my real name. I didn't understand what she meant.

"You haven't always been a woman, have you? Someone recently transformed you, didn't they?"

It was dim and fuzzy, but somehow could almost remember it. Had I been a man? Could that be true? It seemed like it was, but somehow the memory was out of reach for me, in some distant corner of my mind that I could not access. All I could remember was being a woman. But somehow, it seemed like it was true...

"I can teach you some mental exercises so you can learn to access your former memories" she said, reassuringly. "But first, let me see what I can discover about you."

She reached her hand out, and placed it on my forehead for a second. Then she held my hand.

"You poor thing" she said. "I can see that a man you dislike has turned you into a woman, and made you his slave."

"That's impossible" I said. "Master is very kind to me. He loves me."

"Honey, he is *forcing* you to think that. He is putting those thoughts into your mind. He does not love you. A man who loves a woman would not force her to become his slave. He would not addict her to sex with him, and make her only a shell of a person, living to serve him. No dear, he does not love you. I know that is hard to understand right now, but once you get some more of your own mind back, you'll figure it out."

How dare she insult my master like that! I almost got up and left, but there was something about her that made me want to stay.

"I see that he transformed you using a higher order power. But a power that was not his. He bought his ability from someone. That is good for you dear. I can't change you back, but I can help fix your situation. Do you want to be free again? Do you want your mind to be your own?"

I nodded. I didn't want to be a slave. This was a lot to think about though! But what she had said at the beginning, about me being a man at one time, it just seemed so true. If I used to be a man, then I needed her help!

"Take this lipstick" she said. "When your master comes home, put it on and kiss him. Remember, you *must* kiss your master with this special lipstick, when he gets home."

I nodded. I would do as she asked.

"You won't remember me" she continued. "But you will remember the lipstick. Also take this book and read it. It will help you recover your own mind. Read the book dear. You will be glad that you did."

"Thank you" I said, as she got up and left.

I went home, my head in a fog. I didn't know what was real anymore. How could I have ever been a man? How could master not love me? I got home, sat down, and started to read the book...

* * *

I stood in the doorway, wearing my sexy maid uniform. I didn't want Arthur to know that anything was wrong. I didn't want him to realize that I was able to remember what he had done to me. I had read the book from the woman I had met, and true to her word, it had helped me remember things I thought were lost from me forever. I could remember marrying Julia now, even if my new female body made it hard to even imagine ever being a man.

I stood at attention, waiting for the car to pull up in the driveway. As soon as it did, I unlocked the door, and waited as if I was excited for Arthur's return. As if I needed him. I looked in the mirror. My lips looked so kissable with my bright red lipstick on them. The special tube that the woman had given me. I waited until Arthur was in the doorway, then I sprang on him, and gave him a huge kiss on the lips.

"I missed you so much, master" I said, as I gave him another kiss.

I looked over at Julia and smiled. She seemed upset that I would dare kiss her man. She need not worry; it was the last time I would ever do that! I looked over at Arthur, and I could see that it was already working! Turn about was fair play, and now it was going to be *his* turn to see how it feels to be transformed from a man into a woman.

At first, he looked confused, and a little dizzy. He looked down at his body which was already undergoing the start of his transformation, and he knew something was wrong.

"You b*tch!" he said to me, as he put his hands over his chest, where a pair of nice full boobs were starting to form. As I watched with a smile on my face, I could see his waist get narrower, as his hips got wider, and his rear took on a rounder shape. His hair was getting longer by the minute, spilling over his face which was getting prettier as well. His skin was becoming soft and smooth, even as he got shorter and shorter.

I almost laughed as he reached down between his legs, feeling the emptiness where his penis had once been. He shrieked in a high-pitched voice, and he continued to get shorter and shorter. In fact, I decided that he was looking younger and younger. Maybe he was just in his early twenties.

"No..." he said, as he continued to shrink. His boobs began to flatten back out, and his features grew more juvenile. Now he was looking less and less like a woman, and more and more like a girl. He kept getting smaller, so that all of his clothe were falling off of him. He was less than a teenager now, his chest completely flat, his pubic hair disappearing. He kept getting shorter and shorter.

"Help me" he said in a little girl's voice. He got smaller, and smaller, and smaller. Now he was just an infant. A little baby girl, who was crying and crying. Julia picked her up.

"Don't cry baby" she said.

"Her name is Anna" I said.

"Baby Anna" replied Julia.

Now that Arthur was a little baby girl, the last of his hold over me was broken. My mind was completely free, and I could remember *everything* now. I was still a woman, and being in a female body, I still *felt* female. I had a strong maternal instinct now, which made me say "aw..." as I saw the cute little baby, so I picked her up and held her close. She was so small and innocent, now that Arthur was gone from her. His soul had been washed clean, and he was being given a second chance in this world. I smiled as the little baby smiled at me and made cooing noises.

Julia suddenly turned to me, and a look of horror came over her face. As Arthur had become Anna, his hold over Julia had been broken too. She was just now realizing what she had done, and what had happened to me.

"I am *so* sorry" she said, as she started to cry. "I just realized what Arthur did to you. You're a woman now..."

"Yes" I said. "I have become Danielle. And I'll never be able to go back."

Arthur's spell had made him the only man that Julia could ever love. But he was no longer a man, so his hold over her was gone. I was still her soul mate, and nothing in Arthur's spell had forbade Julia from being in love with another *woman*. She looked at me with her expressive eyes, and I could tell that she was just now realizing that even though we were both women, we were still in love as we always had been. Our souls were still bound together.

I took baby Anna to the nursery, and put a diaper on her, while Julia heated up some baby formula. We fed her a bottle, then put her down for her nap. Now Julia and I could do what we had intended to do: consummate our marriage.

There was no magic involved this time, no spell to drive us crazy or force us to become a love slave. Instead, it was an expression of our pure love for each other, as we explored each other's bodies. She knew more about being a woman that I did, and she taught me many things about my new body. She showed me where she liked to be touched by doing things to me that made me go crazy, as the sexual tension built up. She showed me how she liked to be kissed, and how to fondle her nipples. She showed me the right way to stroke a clitoris, then how to use my fingers to find her g-spot. She did things to me I couldn't believe, and she made me come *so* many times!

We went down on each other, at the same time. I laid on my back, and she climbed over me so that she could put her mouth on my pussy, while I could access hers. We sent each other again and again. It was so tender, so loving, so gentle, so perfect. I was breathless and quivering when we were done, and even more in love with her, if that was even possible.

With Julia, our love making wasn't about control or power; it was an expression of emotional bonding, closeness and love. It was everything I had ever dreamed of and more. We laid in bed and talked to each other for hours. I poured out my heart to her, telling her everything I never could as a man, since I lacked the emotional context. I hadn't understood my own feelings back then. But now I could communicate to her in ways I had never even imagined before. It made us closer than we ever could have been as a man and wife. As two women, we were able to have the perfect relationship.

We fell asleep in each other's arms, happy, content, and completely in love.

* * *

As I write this, little Anna is walking already. She is so smart, and she is the cutest baby you've ever seen. Julia went back to work, but I'm staying at home to be the primary mommy. Fortunately, Julia's company gives medical benefits to domestic partners, so both Anna and I are covered. We did an adoption for her, so we'd be her legal parents. Julia and I donned our wedding gowns one more time, so we could have a commitment ceremony together. And this time, everything went exactly according to plan.

After all this time, I don't think I'd want to go back to being a man. Everything in my life is so perfect as a woman! If I got one wish, it wouldn't be to go back. It would be a wish that our little baby grows up to be a good woman, and that she'd have a happy life, like we do together. I used harbor all kinds of anger at Arthur for what he did to me, but I have forgiven him. He was just a man; he didn't know what he was doing. And in a way, it brought Julia and I closer together than we could ever have been otherwise. All that is in the past, and all that matters is today. I have everything I ever wanted: love, a family, and true happiness. All in all, I'd have to say that I like being a woman. What more could I ever ask for?

 

Love, Danielle....

  

  

  

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