I Started With Tights.

I borrowed a pair of my sister 's tights without her knowledge when I was five years old. I took them into the bathroom and put them on. Wearing her tights and trying on other articles of her clothing quickly became a daily routine for me. This continued until I was fourteen. I went into the bathroom with my favorite dress and tights,and while undressing from my boy clothes I noticed something unusual hanging from the laundry hamper. Upon inspection, I realized what I had found. THE most wonderful discovery of my life. I had found a pair of my mother's pantyhose. I was shaking with excitement as I put them on. they were glorious, they were sensational, I did not want to take them off. Thus ending one routine and starting a new one. I feel certain that Mom knew that I was wearing her clothes every day, but she probably thought it was a faze I'd quickly grow out of. It was a faze that continued for two years, until I finally decided that I needed to have my own, so I went shopping. I was very nervous, but I had to do it, so I went to the Hosiery Dept. of the local store and selected my first pair of pantyhose. I couldn't wait to get home and try on my new prize. After that day, I made that trip to the store a weekly routine.