My dad left when I was 5. My first memory of putting on a panty was around that age ...don'y really know why. Then at, 6 I spent a summer with my dad and my stepmom. I was looking at her putting on makeup, and she asked me if I wanted to try. She put lipstick and mascara on me and told me I would have been a beautiful girl. I went back to My mom, and began to slowly developed effeminate mannerisms. I remember by 8, I would rip my underwear and tie them making it like a panty. I would also tuck my penis between my thighs pretending to be a girl. By 11, I had somewhat of a curvy figure. My mom and her friends would compliment my bubblebutt and my thighs. I tried to be accapted as a boy, but some boys would tease me. I kept secretly putting on panties and nylons and looking at myself in the mirror. later on I had an experience with another boy. Then at that same age I was molested by an old neighbor. I think after reading up on those things that happened to me, now at 45, I may suffer from some sort of GID.
