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The mirror was the first to see my feminine beauty
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The first panties I wore were very light blue lace. I don't remember who it was, but I found drying in the bathroom window, and was a little wet. It was night and I slept wearing it. I must have been less than 10 years old, I don't know for sure, but I already knew that I would be in a lot of trouble if anyone found out what I was wearing under my shorts. As soon as I woke up I ran to put it back where I found it. In addition to loving the feeling of wearing panties, I also really liked the adrenaline rush, but I rarely wore them again for a while. When my teenage cousin started living with us, I must have been 12 years old, and her underwear drawer also arrived with her. I took advantage of every moment I was alone at home to wear some of my cousin's panties, the pink ones were my favorite, and I also had swimsuits and short dresses. However, my passion was panties, because I could wear them under my clothes and sleep. I was almost discovered several times trying on dresses and swimsuits in the bathroom, triggering my adrenaline to put everything away before anyone saw. But instead of stopping out of fear, I never missed a chance to see myself femenine in the mirror. Even if it cost me being kicked out of the house
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Posted on : Sep 27, 2023
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