
I have no recollection of sneaking into Mom’s lingerie drawer at a young age. But for all intents and purposes, in my preadolescent years, I was more little girl than little boy. Enjoyed playing tea and Barbie’s with the neighbor girls. Even asked for a Barbie for Christmas one year. You can imagine my disappointment when I got a GI Joe. Fast forward to the late 80s when I was home alone and discovered a discarded pair of my spouse’s pantyhose in the bathroom trash. Even though they were too small for me, I forced them on and couldn’t believe how incredible they felt! Fast forward to my early 60s (several years ago) and something made me go and get some lingerie. When I put it on, I knew right then and there that women’s clothing was my future and haven’t looked back since.
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