My crossdressing started when I was about 12 years old. I would be home from school "sick" and I was so fascinated by women's clothing. I tried on my mother's pantyhose first and couldn't believe how great they felt. I had to feel what a whole outfit felt like so I tried on a dress too. I loved how it made me feel. I remember wishing I could dress like that all the time. After taking it off I was paranoid that my mother would know what I had done so I sprayed her dress with perfume which probably made her suspicious about what's going on. I did it a lot when I knew I was home alone for a long time. I never was confronted by my mother about it though. I would try all sorts of things I found in my mother's wardrobe and I remember it being so much fun. Getting caught once by my very intolerant brother forced me to suppress it for a while until I started having those same desires to crossdress.
