Growing up I dressed as often as I could. I keep alot of clothes over at Sandy's house but managed to have a secret stash at my house too. I will relate in other stories my adventures during those years between 12 and 18 later. But I really enjoyed dressing during those teen years. At school I would watch the girls and long for the chance to wear their cute skirts, tops, stockings, and shorts. I was into any kind of girl's clothes. Sandy and I would plan how we might steal panties out of the girl's locker room. They had the cutest gym suits, which we did manage to get one. It was red and white. It had cute red shorts and a white tank top with the school logo on it. Sandy and I took turns prissing around in it at his house. We always wanted to get another one. One of the other things we did for thrills was to go around the neighborhoods, and sneak into back yards and steal panties and bras off clothes lines. Remember, this neighborhood did not have many kids so we were not terrorized by boys. One time we got caught, as punishment the lady made us put on the bra and panties and she took our picture. Now this was not really punishment for us because we laughed about it all the way home and we got to keep the bra and panties.
We were alway on the lookout for any girls clothes we might get our hands on. One day we got lucky and in an adjacent neighborhood on the clothes line was the holy grail for us. A real girls scout uniform. We had talked about how great it would be to be in the girl's scouts and get to wear that little skirt around selling cookies. Well there it was on the line. We waited all afternoon, and when the lady and daughter left in their car we got it. All the way home to Sandy's house we argued who was going to wear it first. Well, Sandy won. He looked so cute in that little green skirt. We kinda felt bad for a second because we had stolen that girls skirt, but we got over it real quick. As we got older, around 16 or 17, we started wanting to wear more sexy lingerie. We would take catalogues and mark the pictures of the items we wanted. But there was just no way we could figure how to get what we wanted. On a Friday night at Sandy's house, Sandy's mother over heard us talking about the stockings and garter belts. Then she said something very unexpected. She said I know you two really want to get some good lingerie, so Im going to get it for you. But, there is a catch. We said what is it. She laughed and said you have to come with me to the store tomorrow. A wave of excitement and fear came over me. Was she going to make us try the outfits on at the store? The idea scared me and excited me at the same time.
I did not know what to think. When we tried to question Sandy's mom, she just smiled. Well needless to say we did not get much sleep and talked all night about the idea of getting real lingerie. The next morning Sandy's mom said get dressed, but wear panties under your jeans. This was fine with us, and off we went to the shopping mall in the town over. I guess so we would not see anyone we knew. Well in the mall we followed her into a little shop called Genell's Botique. We immediately spied what we wanted. Beautiful lingerie from wall to wall. Sandy's mother explained to the clerk that we were there to purchase some lingerie for her neice and she brought us along because we were her size and she want it to fit correctly. Well the store clerk accepted this story, and grabbed my hand and started holding up bras to me. I was stunned. Next, I was in the dressing room trying on bras, panties, garterbelts, stockings, and camis. It was wonderful. Sandy was in the room next to me doing the same. We left with Sandy a wonderful red outfit and me an identical outfit in black. I still have it to this day. We rushed in the house when we got home and started putting our things on, but Sandy's mother stopped us short. It seemed she had other ideas for us before we could wear the lingerie. It was the beginning of another new world for me. A world that contained a mistress to help me find out just how sissy i was. More to come.
Growing up I dressed as often as I could. I keep alot of clothes over at Sandy's house but managed to have a secret stash at my house too. I will relate in other stories my adventures during those years between 12 and 18 later. But I really enjoyed dressing during those teen years. At school I would watch the girls and long for the chance to wear their cute skirts, tops, stockings, and shorts. I was into any kind of girl's clothes. Sandy and I would plan how we might steal panties out of the girl's locker room. They had the cutest gym suits, which we did manage to get one. It was red and white. It had cute red shorts and a white tank top with the school logo on it. Sandy and I took turns prissing around in it at his house. We always wanted to get another one. One of the other things we did for thrills was to go around the neighborhoods, and sneak into back yards and steal panties and bras off clothes lines. Remember, this neighborhood did not have many kids so we were not terrorized by boys. One time we got caught, as punishment the lady made us put on the bra and panties and she took our picture. Now this was not really punishment for us because we laughed about it all the way home and we got to keep the bra and panties. 
We were alway on the lookout for any girls clothes we might get our hands on. One day we got lucky and in an adjacent neighborhood on the clothes line was the holy grail for us. A real girls scout uniform. We had talked about how great it would be to be in the girl's scouts and get to wear that little skirt around selling cookies. Well there it was on the line. We waited all afternoon, and when the lady and daughter left in their car we got it. All the way home to Sandy's house we argued who was going to wear it first. Well, Sandy won. He looked so cute in that little green skirt. We kinda felt bad for a second because we had stolen that girls skirt, but we got over it real quick. As we got older, around 16 or 17, we started wanting to wear more sexy lingerie. We would take catalogues and mark the pictures of the items we wanted. But there was just no way we could figure how to get what we wanted. On a Friday night at Sandy's house, Sandy's mother over heard us talking about the stockings and garter belts. Then she said something very unexpected. She said I know you two really want to get some good lingerie, so Im going to get it for you. But, there is a catch. We said what is it. She laughed and said you have to come with me to the store tomorrow. A wave of excitement and fear came over me. Was she going to make us try the outfits on at the store? The idea scared me and excited me at the same time.
I did not know what to think. When we tried to question Sandy's mom, she just smiled. Well needless to say we did not get much sleep and talked all night about the idea of getting real lingerie. The next morning Sandy's mom said get dressed, but wear panties under your jeans. This was fine with us, and off we went to the shopping mall in the town over. I guess so we would not see anyone we knew. Well in the mall we followed her into a little shop called Genell's Botique. We immediately spied what we wanted. Beautiful lingerie from wall to wall. Sandy's mother explained to the clerk that we were there to purchase some lingerie for her neice and she brought us along because we were her size and she want it to fit correctly. Well the store clerk accepted this story, and grabbed my hand and started holding up bras to me. I was stunned. Next, I was in the dressing room trying on bras, panties, garterbelts, stockings, and camis. It was wonderful. Sandy was in the room next to me doing the same. We left with Sandy a wonderful red outfit and me an identical outfit in black. I still have it to this day. We rushed in the house when we got home and started putting our things on, but Sandy's mother stopped us short. It seemed she had other ideas for us before we could wear the lingerie. It was the beginning of another new world for me. A world that contained a mistress to help me find out just how sissy i was. More to come.
Don't stop! This is a wonderful story. Keep going!
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