My wife and I were introduced to each other by mutual friends and both of us had just gotten out of abusive marriages. We didn't want to meet but did meet at our friends home. I had been working on an 18 wheeler and was filthy, with a ripped shirt and looked very undesirable to say the least. She was dressed up to go out partying for her birthday that was a couple days ago, She looked fine.
She told me later that she thought I looked like a Hells Angel. We talked for awhile and then went to a cafe for dinner, then went to my place to talk some more. After a bit I told her I needed to get cleaned up and before going to clean up I decided to tell her everything about me. I handed her my journal and said she should and could read it. It contained everything about my life, I figured to handle it this way that way she could not say I ever lied about anything. It took awhile to get rid of all the grease and when I came out she said she needed to think about what she had read. A couple of days later I called her and asked if she would like to go with me to San Diego, we would be gone 3 days. She accepted and we talked and have talked for the last 30 years.
I can dress whenever I want, but I dont push it. I give her plenty of time with the male she married and the cross dersser she buys clothes for. We have NO secrets past or present. I am truly a blessed person.
