I’ve been crossdressing since an early age. My first time and what I wore were my sister’s red tights. Their feeling of sliding up my legs was a very different experience. I can’t remember why I tried them on; I just did. I suppose I was always a little envious of the girls and their clothing, stockings, tights, pleated skirts, ponytails, barrettes, and hair ribbons. Wearing my sister’s red tights was wonderful; somehow it felt right. In a few days, […]