Although I have sisters, they were raised by my mother and stepfather. I lived with my father and stepmother where there were just five boys. But my stepmother was a socialite. She dressed very well. Sometimes changing outfits three or four times in a day. I do not ever remember this woman wearing pants. When I was little she used my closet for her overflow. One day, after a quick outfit change she left a pair of pantyhose on my bedroom floor. I don’t know why I put them on, but I was in heaven.
