In the Begining
Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 6:29 pm
It was from birth that mom would say, and even to this day she often repeats that she wished I'd been born a girl - that I reminded her too much of that neighbor that molested her at sixteen.
From the time I was born mom let my blonde hair grow long and dressed me in baby girl things. Her younger sister, five at the time helped her with their, 'real life baby doll'. So when I started school mom's single mom, missy mom, had to go buy me some boy clothes, but I still was helped to dress up as a girl at home and out to play in our yard. Missy mom always made the her girls wear dresses when ever we went out and the Sunday was no different. I was maybe nine or ten when after church mom droped her sis and I off at the house and her and missy mom when out to shop and lunch. Mom's sis, Pattie wanted to do my hair so we went out of the rear porch. It was a really nice spring and as the sun came around Pattie was getting a little warm and took off her dress and nylons, She had had on a pretty yellow spring dress with flowers all about the hem and lace at the bodice. No she was in a full Peach Puff colored saatin slip, shimmering about down to just below her knees. As she teased about my hair i could not feel her slip through my shirt, but when she turned me to face her - I had my face into her waist and my hane sliding about her hips. Noticing that I was running my fingers about she stopped and looked at my and asked if i liked what i felt, saying yes I looked into her tender blue-green eyes. She smiled at me and asked if i wanted to have on a slip too. nodding yes she when to her room and broght back a old black rayon satin slip. having me turn around she helped take off my clothes and slid the silky slip down over my head. Now as she pressed on me I could feel he rslick slip against me. I loved that first encounter with a girl in a satin slip.
From the time I was born mom let my blonde hair grow long and dressed me in baby girl things. Her younger sister, five at the time helped her with their, 'real life baby doll'. So when I started school mom's single mom, missy mom, had to go buy me some boy clothes, but I still was helped to dress up as a girl at home and out to play in our yard. Missy mom always made the her girls wear dresses when ever we went out and the Sunday was no different. I was maybe nine or ten when after church mom droped her sis and I off at the house and her and missy mom when out to shop and lunch. Mom's sis, Pattie wanted to do my hair so we went out of the rear porch. It was a really nice spring and as the sun came around Pattie was getting a little warm and took off her dress and nylons, She had had on a pretty yellow spring dress with flowers all about the hem and lace at the bodice. No she was in a full Peach Puff colored saatin slip, shimmering about down to just below her knees. As she teased about my hair i could not feel her slip through my shirt, but when she turned me to face her - I had my face into her waist and my hane sliding about her hips. Noticing that I was running my fingers about she stopped and looked at my and asked if i liked what i felt, saying yes I looked into her tender blue-green eyes. She smiled at me and asked if i wanted to have on a slip too. nodding yes she when to her room and broght back a old black rayon satin slip. having me turn around she helped take off my clothes and slid the silky slip down over my head. Now as she pressed on me I could feel he rslick slip against me. I loved that first encounter with a girl in a satin slip.