Transvestia
a mamma's boy and I hated to play rough
Unlike my younger brother I was I was very much of a sissy. games, disliked intensely all kinds of sports and from grade school on I never got out of the sissy category. My greatest desire was to see, touch and feel next to my body anything with lace and ruffles, preferably of satin or taffeta. I guess my TV begin- nings must have been fetishistic because I remember how much I loved to wear my sister's bloomers and fondle and cuddle the laces and satins next to my skin. I must point out however that there never was any sexual reaction connected with my dressing.
Between the ages of 10 & 13 I became one of the best altar boys in our community under the tutorship of nuns where I was attending a catholic school. I was the one who always volunteered when there was a call for altar boys. What they did not know was that my eagerness was not the result of faith or deep re- ligious feeling, what I loved were the lacy surplices and the satin cassocks. And everytime I wore those garments I would make believe I was wearing girl's clothes. There I was, all dressed up, walking all around the church in front of everybody, very proud in my lovely laces and the swishy satin. Wonder what the nuns and priests would have done if they could have read my heart! I think that from that time on I developed a desire to show off in dresses and this must have led me to the world of show bus - iness of which I later became a part.
At the end of my 13th year, the good nuns felt that I was destined to become a priest. How else could they explain my love for surplices and cassocks! So off I went to a Seminary. Of course I couldn't dress there, but the surplices and satin cassocks, altered by my vivid imagination, became lovely frocks and dresses. Needless to say, the few times we put on a play on the stage I managed to get a feminine role, although some of the pleasure was gone inasmuch as we were not allowed to wear lingerie under the dress and had to put up with our standard masculine
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