By Danielle
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When I was little (3-6yrs.) my mother work in a shoe factory with a lot of other women. They would all bring in hand-me-downs to share. Unfortunately they all had girls except for my mom but that didn't stop her from bringing home girls things that I could wear under other clothes or when I was indoors. Even after I started school I remember fighting with her because I was made to wear leotards, tights and nylon panties. She told me that money was tight and I would soon be into regular underwear.

I was in grade 5 before she let me wear boys underwear. I remember how I hated the feel of cotton and longed for the feel of feminine undies but I didn't say anything for fear she'd think I was weird. I remember sneaking into her bedroom before she would get home from work and trying on her lingerie. At first I just wore her panties because of the feeling that I missed but it wasn't long before I was experimenting with other stuff like garter belts, bras, corsets, pantyhose, dresses and even a little make-up. I was 9 or 10 at the time.I would even open fresh packages of hosiery and then put them back after wearing them but I find it hard to believe she did know but nothing was ever said not even to this day.

There was never enough time so I would do it every day of the week I got the chance. I wasn't keen on the make-up but the rest was great and a turn on. I spent the summer with my aunt and uncle, when I was 14, and my cousin Jennifer. They decide to spend a particular Sunday out visiting and left me behind because it would have bored my to death and I will be forever grateful. My cousin Jennifer also went out to see her friends and told me not to get into anything. Bad choice of words! I ended up in Jennifer's room, snooping through her dressers and closets. I found out very quickly she and I were the same size; she was 18. I put on a black bra,panty,and garter belt set with dark stockings a red silk formfitting dress and red high heel pumps. I borrowed a wig, earrings and necklace, from my aunt to complete the look and spent the balance of the afternoon strutting around the house without missing a single mirror.

I was having so much fun that I lost track of time and almost didn't hear Jennifer come back.I hid in her closet and she found me after she noticed her stuff was out of place. At first she yelled at me then she just laughed then threatened to tell her parents and mine. I begged her to keep silent and she agreed but only on her terms. I was to allow her to completely dress me up complete with make-up and be presented to her friends as her cousin Danielle., that's how I ended up with the name. I agreed and we pulled it off and they didn't know until she told them and they were really cool about it. Jennifer ended up making me dress up on a regular bases which I fought but really looked forward to it and loved doing it. Jennifer and I would dress up together and she would take me out on the town when my aunt and uncle would go out of town on business. We would only go to places very close to home and usually her friends that knew were always there, they certainly got a kick out of the whole thing and I was in heaven.

After that summer I never saw her again or have I since. I miss her and her help. I have been married twice and have always kept my femme ways but in total secrecy. While I was married I used to keep a secret collection of different colored pantyhose, bras, g-belts,panties,dresses and some make-up but they never knew. I have told three different girlfriends about my hobby but it was not well received to say the least. The things they said and called me I will not repeat here. I still crossdress privately and long to go out with it and be with my own peers but I don't know any. The worst part about my life is that I am a scuba diving instructor and in the summer I can't body wax because it would be quite noticeable so I wait for that three month period in the heart of winter when I can do it. I can wear sheer hosiery and skirts and dresses without giving myself away. There are times when I will venture to the big city and do some shopping. I have a shoe store where the owner is very understanding and he stocks shoes and boots in my size with heels to 4 1/2 inches which I love. I also go to the crossdresser shop and that's where I feel quite comfortable.

One day very soon I will go and buy my breast forms, they are expensive, $400 CDN. They have a club there and I think this winter I will go to a Saturday night party and meet others with my same likes. I am a crossdresser and I love it. Women have had a hold on dressing beautiful and sexy for too long and now I want my turn. I find it hard to hide my whiskers but I am getting better at it as I practice more and more.

Well that's my story. I truly think I was mind set from an early age and now I love it and do it every chance I can. If you want to email me feel free. If I can help anyone or you can advise me I would be glad for the exchange of info.

Love Danielle.


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