Deb's life
Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 7:59 am
As I said in an earlier post, I got started when I was maybe 5 or 6. The girls in the 'hood would always want to dress me as one of them. All through my childhood, I always loved the girls, always wanted to be with them. They dressed me in their clothes, from my neck clear down to my toes. Pure heaven! What I regard as true cross dressing came later (after puberty) when I began to accumulate my own "stash".
Authentic cross dressing began with an incident in high school in 11th grade. I got paired (by the teacher) with a classmate named Debbie for a class science project. It happened that way because there were more girls than boys in that class. At that time, Debbie was not my GF, but merely an acquaintance. Working with her after school one day, she caught me "peeking". She said: "OK, you want to look at these panties, you're gonna have to wear them". Mixed emotions there. I was so embarrassed at being caught, but on the other hand my heart was pounding at the thought of wearing her panties. I thought my heart was going to jump right out of my chest it was pounding so hard! So we went into adjacent stalls, both removed our underwear and tossed them over the wall to each other. When we came out of the stalls, I asked for my tighty whities back. She said "sure", then reached in her purse and pulled out a pair of scissors and cut my old undies in half and tossed them in the waste paper basket. She said that I wouldn't need them anymore, I have new undies now. WOW! That took my breath away.
I asked her if she did that to every guy she caught peeking. She said: "No, just you. I could just tell by your look how badly you really wanted it". At that point we became BF/GF. So that is why I took "Deb" as my cross dressing name/login, just did it to honor her, my first cross dressing GF. So that one pair of panties was the beginning of my "stash", which today years later numbers in the hundreds. Thanks Deb.
Authentic cross dressing began with an incident in high school in 11th grade. I got paired (by the teacher) with a classmate named Debbie for a class science project. It happened that way because there were more girls than boys in that class. At that time, Debbie was not my GF, but merely an acquaintance. Working with her after school one day, she caught me "peeking". She said: "OK, you want to look at these panties, you're gonna have to wear them". Mixed emotions there. I was so embarrassed at being caught, but on the other hand my heart was pounding at the thought of wearing her panties. I thought my heart was going to jump right out of my chest it was pounding so hard! So we went into adjacent stalls, both removed our underwear and tossed them over the wall to each other. When we came out of the stalls, I asked for my tighty whities back. She said "sure", then reached in her purse and pulled out a pair of scissors and cut my old undies in half and tossed them in the waste paper basket. She said that I wouldn't need them anymore, I have new undies now. WOW! That took my breath away.
I asked her if she did that to every guy she caught peeking. She said: "No, just you. I could just tell by your look how badly you really wanted it". At that point we became BF/GF. So that is why I took "Deb" as my cross dressing name/login, just did it to honor her, my first cross dressing GF. So that one pair of panties was the beginning of my "stash", which today years later numbers in the hundreds. Thanks Deb.
Alisa
