I have been a cd since I was 5. My Mother passed when I was 3 .My Father remarried by I was 5. As it happened I gained a step sister too. She was a year older than I was. Rene was ( and still is) avery sweet and fun loving girl.  We hit it off real well, fortunatelly we lived outside of town so we were left with really just each other to play with. It started with a tea party. She for the fisrttime said you can'tplay! Girls only! I was crushed and there were Grahmn crackers involved! I still love those. Mom was very different than Dad. He was conservative she was much more free spirited. She had a comprimise I could play if I dressed like Rene! I didnt think anything of it. Rene picked one of her girly girl dresses and told me this is yours! I put it on and loved it! it was a satiny kind of dress with lace trim and a bow across the back. It was blue and white ( very Cindy Brady!) and felt totally different than anything I had ever worn. I loved it!When I sat down of course I sat like any little boy would .Rene got me with I see London!  She was kind enough to say you cant wear boy under wear with a dress! She offered a pink pair with little red hearts. I couldn't figure out how they went on! They did not have the little slits to pee through. She showed me which side was which and it was time to learn how to be a good girl! How to sit and all the rest of tea party ettiquitte. I had a goodtime and decided to keep the dress on after the party. It was fun right up until Dad got home! He kind of got loud and made a big deal out of it. It was Mom to the rescue! It was just a dress up game thats all. Dad calmed down and all was well. It was decided not to tell Dad about tea parties or dressup games! I was told that anyway later it was a known secret amoungst my family. I liked to dress and of Course when it came to makeup we did as all gilrs would! I learned from Mom how to apply all I would need. I also learned how to take it off quickly in case Dad came home early!He started going on bussiness trips fairly often and about 15 to 20% of the time I was Lauren! It stayed a secret (so I thought) from the kids at school and I dressed as often as I could while Dad was away. We went out shopping and all with me in my hand me down dresses skirts and finally heels! My hair was Moms creation kind of a pixie cut. None of the kids we met out knew! and all was well. Then Junior High was looming! Baseball wasapassion I had and I was good! dresses passed away unless Rene need to talk to her sister. She could tell me anything if "I was dressed right!" Sex was on her radar and I too was noticing girls in a different way too. Sometimes it was I wish I had that blouse  or heels!but mainly it was tits and ass! I was in for some real changes and it wasn't just clothes!