I had three older sisters and after that first time (the dare) I would secretly sneak into their room and try on their panties and dresses. I call this my experimental period because I was trying a little bit of everything. My second sister was six years older than me but she was also the one I could relate to the best. We could talk about anything, and would often spend hours laughing and joking about life. I also told her about my cousin's dare and that I liked the feel of panties, but denied that I ever wore hers
In the summer of my fifteenth year, my sister was involved in a freak accident and died three weeks before her 21st birthday. I lost a sibling, friend, and mentor. My mom had packed away my sister's clothes in a trunk in the attic of our house. The attic was also my hideaway where I could be alone and grieve for my sister. One day I openrd the trunk and was sorting through her clothes,then decided to put them on so I could feel the presence of her spirit.
Wearing my sister's clothes helped me get through the grief and cope with the loss of my loving sister, and also began my journey into the world of crossdressing. At that time (1961) there weren't the studies and information as there is today and I thought I was the only one in the world who liked to wear girl's clothes. I was ashamed to tell anyone except a female friend who I knew I could confide in. (That will be a future thread). I would sneak away and dress whenever I could but faced many obstacles including military, two marriages, family, and job.
Now that I am a senior citizen, single and free, I can dress any time I desire. I am dressed as I type this introduction, and am proud of myself and the person I've become (Jill). I'm looking forward to the interaction on this forum, and glad to be a member. Luv and Hugs, Jill