I had three younger sisters, 4, 5, and 7 years younger than me. I guess that a lot of things came into play to influence me. It seemed at the time they always got treated better than me. I wondered if it was because of what they wore. There was a lot of curiosity involved. Then puberty hit. I was in Jr. High, they were in elementary, and once in a while things would line up just right and Dad would be on afternoon shift and Mom and the girls would be in Primary. On those days I would think, "If I see a girl from each grade wearing nylons then I'll go home and dress up." Usually I did. I'd use sister 1's dress and sister 2's shoes (that's what fit at the time.) I had also seen girls at school playing on the sidewalk hand rails swinging on them and wondered if their dresses got in the way and how did it feel to straddle things that way. So once I was dressed I would straddle the tub until I git that special "feeling" down there. I had no idea about what was going on, I'd never had "the talk" and thought that I just hadn't emptied my bladder enough. By the time I found out I was seriously hooked.