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Well, like most, I started very early. (7 or 8 yrs old) My mom used to hang her nylons in the bathroom to dry. One thing led to another...
I spent a LOT of time in the bathroom. I even got busted! One day my mom needed something, and even though i had locked! the door, She promptly opened it. There i was in all my glory (and her pantyhose!) I got the standard lecture of "How boys should behave"
I was much more cautious after that. Fast forward through adolesence, High shcool wasn't much fun, I didn't date very much (to shy) so i spent much of my time dressing up in front of my mirror. After my first job, I decided to buy some "things" for myself. Here's what happened: At the time the only department store nearby was Kmart. So i gathered my courage and casually walked through the store. I walked past the pantyhose section several times (trying to see what i wanted without looking like i was shopping for pantyhose) Looking back, it was quite comical. So, anyway, I walked past the pantyhose rack one final time... outstretched my hand and grabbed the first thing my hand touched. Swiftly i made my way to the checkout. Not wanting this to appear as my only purchase, i grabbed some gum and a pack of batteries. You ever wonder why time seems to move even slower when you want it to go fast?
I'm waiting in line and the worst thing happens. Yep, you guessed it. One of my coworkers walked up behind me! PANIC! I think I nearly passed out! I sputtered out a hello, and immediately tried to think up an excuse. My mom, no. Maybe my sister, no. I finally mumbled something about an art project for school and making holiday ornaments. I was so embarrassed. It was a long time before i bought anything else! But I never stopped dressing.
OOPS! I gotta run. more later.

Hugs to all,
Kyra

Hi Krya,

Thanks for posting about your beginnings and your first purchase.

My mouth gaped(sp?) open when I read what happened when you went to the store to get hose. I was discovered like you were in hose, but it was my Dad, not my mom.

I'll check back later to read the rest.

Thanks again!
Beauty

Wow maybe it is the bad things that keep me from growing this courage...but you all seem to have survived (you didnt have a heart attack) your first time so I'm thinking the week I move out of the house I will do something but that is so far off. Great story
It must have been weird the next time you saw this coworker eh??

Thanks sharing
Stephanie

My Kmart experience was memorable (at the time i was horrified) I actually did make santa heads using cotton and stockings in art class, but that was years before. The next time i saw my coworker, I just blew it off and never mentioned the encounter. Neither did she.
When I was 19 I saw the Rocky Horror Picture Show for the first time (and loved it, of course) I soon bought the sound track and when i had a party at my house...Out came Rocky! I didn't wear nylons, but I sang "I'm a sweet transvestite" at the top of my lungs! (If my friends only knew...)
Let's see, I married when I was 24. I told my wife before we were wed that i "used to do this thing" but she thought i was done. I neglected to tell her that it's something i just can't turn off. I went through the usual bouts of purge(throw it all away and you're cured!) and the binge (buy!buy!buy!) Over the years, i realized that this cross dressing "thing" was part of ME. Like my arm or leg. It was time for me to face facts. And so I told my wife the whole truth. It hurt. It hurt her because i kept this hidden through deceit and dishonesty. There were many apologies and finally I felt whole. So my wife met Kyra. She is so wonderful. She has even given me styling and makeup tips, (which i desperately need)

And I guess that brings us to the present. I have spent an enormous amount of time online lately. It's so nice to see so many others like me. It kinda takes the loneliness away, ya know?
Well that's my story (condensed)
Sooo, what do you think?
Let me know. I welcome any and all thoughts.
Love to all,
Kyra Kross

Hi Kyra,

That's a wonderful story. Thanks for posting it. You have a jewel in Amber. Treasure her.

Yes, finding like-gendered and like-minded souls online does relieve the loneliness, for sure. I'm glad you and Amber are here.

Love,
Christina

Kyra,
Your picture is so nice. I enjoyed your story. Through what you have
written this last week, I find you to be so honest and transparent sharing
your self with us. I love how you are so balanced and ok with
everything. You are such a stabilizing force for me. I don't think I will
ever be able to become so happy and settled.

Thank you,
Kersten

Kyra:

I loved your K-Mart story. It brought back memories for me. I did the same dash-and-grab at the corner market the summer before my senior year in high school. Only in my case, the checker turned out to be one of the guys from my class! He gave me endless crap while he checked me out, but I was committed to finishing what I started.

From then on, I got my goodies out of town. In retrospect, he never mentioned the incident afterwards. Hmmm...

As for the rest, I am so glad things are turning out for the best. Thanks so much for sharing!

Hi Kyra,

Thanks so much for the wonderful story of you adventures.

I really did love hearing of you getting busted. I got busted by my mother so many times, I can't count them. Just about everytime she went out, I was heading for the clothes. Not just underwear but the whole works. It got to the point that she would walk in the door and head straight for the upstairs bath to see what I was doing that day. Most times, I was trying like mad to take them off but after a while, I gave up and just smiled and listented to her rave.

Enough of my times. Again, I thank you for bringing up the memories. As I said before, you're terrific.

Wow! Y'all are too much. Endless smiles broaden my outlook today, as I read what you gals have written. Thanks for the compliments. I hold firm to my conviction that "One can never get enough praise!"

Thanks so much. (Much blushing going on here!)

Update:
When I told Amber about my CDing. She was okay/ not okay with it. She had some reservations and didn't know how to talk to me about it. (This forum was a Godsend to her.) I told her if she needed to talk to someone else I was okay with it. Well, she chose to disclose "my secret" to a very close friend of ours. Last night, that person stayed at our house and She and I had a chance to talk. (my first chance to talk privately with her) Well, turns out she's okay with everything. She told me she doesn't quite understand the "why" of it, but still it doesn't change her outlook on me.
....What a relief!..... So now there are two people in the world who know 'boy' me and 'girl' me. It's a good feeling!!

::Kyra looks at the front door. Eyeing it suspiciously, nervously. She feels the excitement that burns within, and takes one more brave step forth.::

Hugs,
Kyra

Hi Kyra,
I missed the follow up.

It was better than I expected! The other bonus was hearing the newest news about your wife telling a friend and the friend accepting.

Very, very cool!!!!!

Bless you for telling us!!!! I loved it! (as the exclamations show, huh? )

Beauty

Hi all,

Kudos, Kyra! Amber's awesome as well, for having gone to get support when and where she needed it! I'm thrilled for you that you two now have a friend in on this...

Love,
CJ

I've been busted, and I've been a timid shopper. Here is one tip for the still timid: when buying pantyhose, get any size you like. If asked about your purchase: You volunteer for a hazardous waste recycling team, and you use the pantyhose to filter the recycled paint for re-use. They do, I have, and it is true. Nothing works better than hose for this, and there is no reason that this couldn't be your legitimate reason.

Also, red lipstick is for marking glass for an art project. Nail polish (any color) is for locking electronic adjustment screws in place.

Hugs,

Bernice

Hi Bernice,

Great advice! Thank you!!!

Beauty

Kersten Lee wrote:I love how you are so balanced and ok with
everything. You are such a stabilizing force for me. I don't think I will
ever be able to become so happy and settled.

Thank you,
Kersten

Hey Girl, Never doubt yourself! You are strong (and beautiful, too)
I'm glad you think I'm balanced. I never really thought of myself quite that way, but after some reflection, I guess that I am. Understand, however, that I am this way now. Not always so true. I have had many ups and downs too. So don't hit yourself too hard. Enjoy who you are. Enjoy what you do, and just be happy being "you".

Bernice,
Those were good tips. I'm pretty well adjusted to shopping for myself. I don't think twice anymore. I just do it. (Confidence is the key.) They're still good tips for those who are still uncomfortable.

BTW - I use nail polish at work all the time. It's amazing how many tiny screws can be covered with just one bottle. AND...it's just a shame how I keep spilling it on my finger!

Hugs to all of you. Your words are an inspiration to me.

Love,
Kyra

Hi Kyra--
Thanks for posting your story. I also like hearing that at least two people share your world now. I think that you really get to "know" your femme self when she interacts with other people--it brings out parts of her that you wouldn't know about on your own.

Of course, I don't count discoveries by parents Those interactions are better left behind!
Anita