Amanda is the 18 year old daughter of Bill and Lisa Williams, my next door neighbors. I have been friends with her ever since they moved into the house next door to ours when she was 7 years old. Since I don't work I spend a lot of time around the house and do a lot of work in the yard. Of course as all young children do, Amanda spent a lot of time playing outside and we would see each other a lot. She was very friendly and since I've always liked little girls we just naturally became friends and I spent a lot of my time playing with her. She thought it was "cool" that a grown-up would want to spend time with her and enjoy playing all the games she liked.
She treated me like one of her friends, not as she did other adults. Since she is an only child I think she was often lonely, not that she didn't have friends her own age but they weren't always around. So she and I got to be very close as she grew up and I finally had the opportunity to enjoy a sweet, wonderful child as my wife and I never had children of our own. But what was so special was that I didn't have the responsibility of a parent and none of disciplinary problems that go with it. I could enjoy her every minute we were together. I think her parents were relieved to have me spend time with her because they knew she was in good hands and that she was happy around me.
A few weeks ago my wife and I decided to go visit my sister for a week and we had been letting Amanda look after our two cats while we were gone on trips like this for the last couple of years. She would come to the house a couple of times a day to make sure our cats were OK and to pick up mail, etc. What I didn't realize was that this time it would be an experience Amanda and I would never forget.
When we returned home everything was fine. The cats were happy and well fed and the house was just as we had left it. I went next door and gave Amanda some money for her effort and she was surprised and pleased that I was so thoughtful. She also had a mischevous look on her face that puzzled me, but she didn't say anything. She said it had been fun and that she would be happy to do it any time we needed her. I went back home and thought nothing more about it until the next day.
Monday came and my wife returned to her job all nice and relaxed after our vacation but also looking forward to getting back to a job which she loves. It had been a long week for me because I have a routine which I couldn't do while away. I am a crossdresser and spend a lot of time during the week being my alter-ego Patti. As soon as my wife left for work, I went to my "special" closet to get the things I needed. My special closet contains the things that are Patti's and I couldn't wait to let her come out and play. Patti is 13 years old and has to hide most of the time in the closet.
I was so excited that when I first opened the closet door I
didn't even notice the small box that was on the floor. But then
I saw it and realized it wasn't anything I had placed there. I
kind of froze for a minute wondering what was going on and then I
carefully brought the box into the room and opened it. On top
was a handwritten note.....from Amanda. My heart jumped into my
throat and I started shaking all over. As I started reading I
couldn't believe what she said:
I looked in the box and on top was one of my Patti photos of me dressed in some of my young girl's clothes. Under that I could see there were items of clothing so I carefully brought them out. I recognized a dress that I had seen Amanda wear, but not for quite some time. It was one of her old party dresses and I immediately remembered seeing her in it and wishing I could wear it. A sweat broke out on my brow. Also in the box was one of her old training bras, pink nylon panties with white lace on the front panel, a nylon slip, pink lace tights, white nylon anklets with pink lace turn-down cuffs and a pair of pink flats.
About that time the phone rang so I answered it and it was Amanda. "Hi, Pat. Did you find the things I left for you?" she said. I told her I did. "Mom and dad are at work so could you come over here for awhile?" I didn't know what else to say except "yes". So I went over there and she answered the door and immediately ushered me to her bedroom. I had been in there a few times and was always overwhelmed with the femininity that radiated from within there. She had a canopy bed and a huge dresser with a big mirror that had lots of her stuff on it. There were stuffed animals everywhere and magazines on her nightstand. Always before I just imagined what it would be like to be her and live in that wonderful room, but now I was mostly afraid of what damage I may have done to my relationship with her. I shouldn't have worried, though, because it turned out that we became even better friends.
"I know you are nervous and probably even mad at me right now but I hope you will still be my friend, Patti," she said and she came up to me and gave me a big hug. "Why didn't you tell me about this a long time ago? I always thought there was something special about you that I couldn't quite understand. Now I know why you were always so interested in my clothes and asked so many questions about how I liked being a girl and stuff like that." "I'm not mad at you, Amanda, I'm just very embarrassed that you found out like this. You must have died when you looked in my closet and found all those things....the clothes, photos and even, my god, all the books. It must have confused you a lot," I said. "Well, some of the books are a little, shall I say, interesting. But I figure....whatever floats your boat, you know? I do want to know more about that, but for now I just want to see how you look dressed up......in MY clothes. I also found your journal where you talked a lot about me and how you wished you were me and could wear my clothes and stuff. Well, Patti, your dreams are about to come true."
I think my whole life passed in front of me right at that moment. It was like I was being born again right in front of Amanda. She sensed it too and said "We're going to have so much fun.....and you are going to be my little girlfriend or maybe even my younger sister. So let's get started." We spent the whole day in her room and neither of us were embarrassed as we did things that normally only girls get to do together. I guess the closest we came to a "problem" was the fact that I had an erection almost the whole time due to the overwhelming events that took place in her room that day. After all, her dressing me in her pretty, soft, silky clothes could only have had that effect on me. But, of course, I had no sexual feelings for her and we never engaged in any kind of activity like that. It did get to where I wasn't quite so turned-on which made our playing dress-up a lot easier.
Needless to say, I started getting all of Amanda's hand-me-downs. I was as close to being her as I could be what with wearing her clothes and having her teach me as much as she could about being a girl. She shared everything with me including telling me all her most intimate secrets about her boyfriends and her girlfriends. There were even a couple of her very trustworthy friends that knew about Patti....and liked it. And one of them was her boyfriend.......who also started learning first-hand what it's like to be a girl.......but that's another story!
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