RANSVESTIA

My shame was so great that I could not even tell Mama the reason I no longer wore my "favorite clothes" at her house. during my visits. I simply could not bear the thought of anyone seeing me in girl's clothing.

Nonetheless, Icontinued to wear my mother's panties under my regular boy clothes whenever possible. I would take them from her dresser drawers and return them to the dirty clothes hamper at the end of the day. I confined my dressing to the panties all the way through high school and was never caught again.

I entered college, Georgia Tech in 1958. A part time job paid the entire tuition cost for my five years at Tech and provided enough to purchase a car of my own and pay for my frequent purchases of femme-undergarments.

Both mother and father worked and, due to class schedules, I usually had a few hours home alone before reporting to my own job. During one such time, I impulsively decided to go "all the way" just to see what I really looked like completely dressed as a girl. Iput on my own underwear and pilfered the rest from mother's closet. Nylons, dress, bra, they all fitted me! I even applied makeup (very inexpertly, I'm afraid) and tied a scarf around my head. I was trembling with excitement by the time I had finished dressing. I was totally hooked!

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Fear of being caught kept me from going out in public, but I dressed completely at home alone whenever I could squeeze in the time. I dated one girl who was especially nice very steadily my last three years at Tech. (She later became my wife). Before we married I felt morally compelled to tell her of my desires before the ceremony. To blunt the force of the shock I knew was coming, I told her only that I enjoyed wearing feminine under- garments.She was indeed shocked but didn't call off the wedding. We discussed the situation at length and she finally decided that perhaps it wasn't so terrible after all. Believe it or not, on our wedding night she presented me with a beautiful lacy pair of panties and a matching slip. I knew then our marriage would be a long and good one.

Over the years she has accepted the fact that I am a trans- vestite and will allow me to wear panties under my suits and even

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