After that trip to Kinky's Closet, things quietened down a bit for me. I wasn't really dressing as much and wasn't online as often. Then my life changed. I started a new relationship with a woman. Slowly but surely I felt myself falling for her. But she was very different from girls I'd been with previously. She was very jealous and quite possessive. A flaw in an otherwise perfect woman for me. It was these flaws that made me see that I had no chance of ever being Stephanie while she was around. But I was falling in love with her and I wanted to make a go of it. I was in my late 20s and thought the time was right.
After a year of dating her, I decided I wanted to take it to the next level. I got down on one knee and asked her to marry me. She said yes! That very moment I decided, Stephanie was no more. She's gone! I had to commit everything to this woman. So, I went home. Put all my clothes, lingerie, heels, toys, makeup everything in a black bag and threw it away. Almost 10 years of my life, gone! I deleted my TVChix profile and officially, Stephanie was dead.
The relationship was progressing nicely. No date had been set for a wedding, but plans were afoot. Then we decided we wanted to live together. I was ready to move out of my mums for the first time. It was scary, but exciting. I wasn't missing being Stephanie. That time of my life has passed. I was over it. Life was pretty good. New house, new job. A beautiful fiancée. What did I have to complain about? As it turned out eventually, a lot!
I'd been in my new surroundings about 6 months, engaged and settled, when things started to change. I was getting homesick. I was home alone a lot. My girl was out working different shifts from me. And when she wasn't, she was out with friends. I was getting increasingly annoyed that we weren't spending enough time together. We started falling out a lot. Arguing, fighting. We weren't happy. One night she went out on a night with her friends. I wanted her out of my way to be honest, so gladly said it was fine.
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