Transvestia

open minded and permissive about transvestism when confronted with it directly and openly, and when there is no shame or guilt shown by the transvestite concerned. For the most part they believe in, "live and let live." "It's your life, so live it your way just so long as you don't bother me."

My story starts when I was about 12 years old. At this tender age it was just a dream, the desire and wish to live my life dressed as a girl. Most of the girls of my age at school and around the neighborhood were either tomboys or fairly plain in appearance. The main difference between boys and girls to me, up until then, had been that girls wore dresses and had long hair. Now they were blossoming into young ladies, wearing lipstick and curling their hair. I was very envious of how girls had the privilege of making themselves attractive, both in dress and personal adornment. While, I a mere boy was required by society to remain a dull and drab looking person. Being a boy I was denied the privilege of expressing myself in beautiful and colorful clothes or improving my physical appearance with cosmetics and other personal adornment.

By the time I was 15, the craving to wear a dress and high heeled shoes was so great I couldn't hold it back any longer. One day when I was home all alone I had the opportunity to find out what it was like to wear a dress and high heels, to be completely dressed from the skin out in feminine clothes. Taking advantage of the opportunity, I dressed in my mother's clothes. Panties, silk hose, slip, bra (with plenty of added padding), dress and high heels. I loved the feel of the clothes and the high heels, the sensation was wonderful, even more wonderful than I had imagined in my wildest dreams. I knew the direction I was headed, this was the type of attire I wanted to spend the rest of my life in.

During the next four years I acquired a dress, slip, panties, bra, garter belt, along with my prize possession, a pair of silk stockings and a pair of high heeled shoes that fit me. From the dime store I had purchased a tube of lipstick and an eyebrow pencil. Dressing up and applying the lipstick when ever the opportunity presented its self (about once a month) at least gave me a little chance at dressing like a girl, but all the time I was wanting more. I took pictures of myself and would study them for ways to improve my appearance the next time I had a

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