I first started dressing when I was in my early teens at my aunties as I use to stay over. Back then girdles and corselettes and stockings were the thing, also, knickers - by today standards - seemed really big.
I did nearly get caught. I went for a bath, and as her underwear was in the cupboard, I started to get dressed. She came up, but thankfully she didn’t come in. I was so scared, but hooked. As the years started to go by, like most girls, I dressed when I could. I bought my clothes and underwear from M&S - actually, it was quite thrilling when I look back at buying them - then I’d later purge, and lock Laura away.
Then I met a lady called Marini. She was older than me. I was in my mid 30’s and she was in her early 50’s - she was wonderful. Today I miss her madly. We met twice a month. I would dress. She had a fab wardrobe. Initially, the relationship was sexual but as time went by we become true friends, and she released the real Laura.