Honestly, I have no idea what age it was. I'm guessing it could have been around 4 or 5 years old. I remember my parents catching me wearing one of my mom's black lace nighties in a back den. It was super cute and probably felt like a lace dress of some sort since I was still small. I remember my dad saying "we caught a princess" and after that I know I got into my mom's stuff more often. Once I was big enough I started trying on her skirts and dresses, especially in middle school. I would get off the bus while my parents were at work and went straight to my mom's things where I would put on some nylons, a cute slip, a blouse or a sweater, and one of her many skirts. I can't imagine she didn't know because her pantyhose must have been stretched out. Unfortunately I wasted many years in college not dressing as much, but once I hit 25 or so it started again. Ever since then if you had to make a graph of my time versus en femme desires it would look similar to the Nasdaq for the past 10 years -- straight up and no sign of stopping, at least I hope...
