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When I was about eleven I started dressing again. I knew this time I would not quit so easily. I was at my grandmothers and I thought no one was home. Evidently my aunt was and saw every move I made. I found a real expensive girdle which she had just bought. I wanted to try it on but I was afraid of getting caught, so I went outside to my grand- fathers garage with my aunt's girdle under my shirt. I put it on and played around for a while. As I was taking it off my grandfather drove in with my grand- mother. I did not want to carry the girdle into the house so I hid it in an old buffet cabinet which was in the garage. I nonchalantly walked in the house and saw my aunt there. I wondered where she came from but figured she had come in the front door.

Later that evening after I had gone home, I got a phone call. When I said hello, the first words I heard were "How did the girdle fit?" I said who is this and my aunt said it was she. She said she would not tell on me if I just told her where I put her new girdle. I told here where I hid it and she hung up. I think I could have confided my secret to her but I was too embarrased and ashamed to tell anyone.

Shortly after this incident I was told my mother was going to have a baby soon. My mother and father and I slept upstairs in seperate bedrooms divided by a hallway. In the hall there was a clothes hamper. When I would go to bed I would get a pair of panties and a slip from the hamper and wear them to bed. When I awoke in the morning both Mom and Dad were already up so it was easy to return the clothes to the hamper.

About a month before my mother had the baby, they both decided to sleep downstairs to make things easier when the time came. I now had the whole up- stairs to myself. At first I stuck to the clothes in the hamper. I later decided to go to my mother's room and dress completely. I did just that, putting on a girdle, nylons, panties, bra which I stuffed with extra panties and old nylons to fill my mother's

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