Reply To: How I first became Paige

[Denise (Dee) Anthony]

Hello Paige, hello everyone I’m Denise ( call me Dee.) I do understand Paige honey. I was brought up in a North of England coal mining village. I didn’t have a sister; I had a younger brother. I was an altar server at my mom & dad’s Catholic church. So imagine a little boy with long curly hair who was constantly taunted and in too many fights to remember gurls; now wearing a red cassock gown and a white linen top with embroidery out in front of mass goers on a Sunday morning? Well it had to happen!!!! I would look in the mirror in the vestry and eventually get aroused. 9 years old and tingling with excitement; was it wrong? I didn’t know it then that it would get me into lots of trouble. I took girl clothes off local washing lines and shoes from where (I don’t remember. And ;Oh yes my moms lipstick. I got caught by my Dad in the house when he returned from the pub unexpectedly! Yes I remember that beating and the follow up when my mom invited the Priest to shout at me that I was a sinner to do such disgusting things. My brother told his friends and soon I was the source of every boys ridicule. I left home at 16 after being used by boys and crying to my mom who had nothing to say but, ‘Get Out of this house!’ Sorry but I’m choking; I can’t go on …… Sorry, sorry gurls…… Denise.