My first experience was as very young boy. I acted on the urge to wear my sister's blouse. I would shave my legs as a youngster and wear articles of clothing my sisters and mom would throw out. I would cross dress as a teen with hose under my clothes. My cross dressing went dormant through out my young adult years until it was not possible to keep Bobbie from expressing herself from time to time , as a mature adult. Now at present, Bobbie can no longer be repressed, and I have accepted her and her needs to express thing feminine. My long term goal is to continue to cross dress in private and work on eliminating my "spare tire" over my belt to eventually step out and pass from time to time. I must be discrete however as this could cause other problems professionally. I love to let Bobbie come fourth more than ever and I'm going to stop fighting her, and let Bobbie become more a part of my life, late as it is.