I decided to make Lori Loughlin's character in Full House different. Make it mine, and how I would've wanted her to be on the show.
In this story, "Aunt Becky" is "Aunt Olia", she's a Greek-American city girl, a guitar-playing rock chick, much like...
It was April 19th 1981 - our wedding day - and I'd turned 18 less 5 days before. Our wedding day went with no problems!
There were some other families who just happened at the church at the time, but we didn't know them. They were complete strangers to us.
I walked down the isle towards my soon-to-be husband. He looked so handsome. The organist played "Trumpet Voluntary" as I walked down the isle. The way he looked at me was priceless! I love the love in his piercing eyes.
This is what my handsome husband wore. I loved his sexy mullet hair!
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This is my wedding portrait right here. We were eloping, so I didn't need such an elaborate dress. This picture was taken at the salon after I got my hair done.
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Funnily enough, we weren't alone. There were some families with children at the church, who just happened to be there at the time. We didn't know them, but they looked genuinely happy for us. It was almost as if we knew those people. The way they looked at us happily was genuine, I could tell.
I was so excited to be standing at the alter with my darling Jesse in front of all those people, even though we didn't know any of them. As sad as it was not to have our family members there, we didn't regret eloping, especially since we had a church we could do it in. And we still were able to share our love in front of those families who caught our wedding. I'm pretty sure they were there for a reason.
At last, we were husband & wife. We had our first kiss as husband and wife, and everyone applauded us. We left right away to go have our 'reception' at Caesar's Palace. All we did was have dinner, dessert, and then we went to our room, to dance to the song 'Andante Andante' by ABBA (from their 1980 Super Trouper album). We chose that song because it's so beautiful like our love for each other.
The song hadn't even faded out when our slow dancing turned into making out. I was very wet and more than ready for my first time, and I could tell Jesse was too, as he was hard. I was a little nervous, but I was still ready.
We saw each other's bodies for the very first time, and once I was naked, I lay on the bed, ready for him. Jesse climbed over me, and very gently slipped into me. It was hurting initially, and I did bleed since I was a virgin, but after a while it felt really good. All these new feelings and sensations, they were so beautiful. We embraced each other, naked, while he touched my intimate areas. He was so gentle and caring, not wanting for it to hurt me anymore than it had already. But I was wasn't in pain anymore, now I was feeling pleasure as he gently thrust inside me.
As he kept kissing me, I got these orgasm-like tingles in my ladyplace. I don't know how to describe them, but those were so strong, it was as if I was having an orgasm. But it wasn't long before I had a real one. He thrust hard, intensifying it as I cried out in pleasure. He then released inside me, letting out a loud moan.
The biggest thing we had in common was that we had the same libido, and that we were having sex every night! Except of course during my period because we both found the idea of having sex during a period to be kinda icky. But that's ok, because I was one of the 'lucky' ones in that whenever I got my period it only lasted a day (which for me, is normal), if that, so the very next day we would have sex again.
And on our wedding night, we ended up doing it 3 times! We were so passionate that my hair went back to it's natural, straight state because of the sweat!
I rested my head on his chest as we cuddled, and fell asleep in each other's arms. We were so exhausted that we slept a VERY long time!
After the wedding, we spent few days in Las Vegas before flying to our native Greece for our honeymoon. We had a lot of fun in Paralia as well as Athens. Paralia is a beautiful beach resort town, hence the name 'Paralia' which means beach.
Again, we were both so grateful that our parents taught us to read & write in Greek as well as speak it, because all the signs (road and otherwise) were in Greek, everyone spoke Greek, in fact I can't remember seeing or hearing anything in English there at the time. After all, it was 1981.
