Busted!

then sent to a psychologist.

Now by the age of late fourteen I had managed to aquire a collection of womens clothing. I kept them in a box stored in a closet in my room. Completely covered by other objects I thought they where safe. That was till my parents confronted me about them. There was no way I could explain to them as what, where, and why. I was not completly sure myself. They then took me to the psychological department of the University of Denver. I was given extensive medical testing first. When this showed up negative I was then assigned to a psychologist. Dr. Baxter, I will never forget his name. He did more for my understanding myself than anyone could. He explained that what I was doing was transvestism and that there was many others like myself doing the same thing. So long as no one was being hurt by what I was doing then there wasn't much wrong with it. Since it was not sociably accepted it was best kept private. Now this was the dark ages for this kind of activity. The world had not yet been shocked by the first sex change opperation. What impressed me was that even at this time the doctors had realized that this was a personality thing that little could do to change. So Dr. Baxter spent more of our time in helping me live with my self and others around me in my daily life. By now I was sixteen and driving. It would of been impossable to continue any type of activity at home anyway. I was more interested in having fun, girls, beer and cars than getting dressed up.

It wasn't till after I married my first wife that I tried on any female clothing. She was never aware of my feminine side or of my dressing. We just got married to young. When she was out with her mother shopping or at work. I would get into her lingerie drawer and slip into her panties. Since I was afraid of being found out I decided it was best if I got my own. So I did and kept them hidden in a storage closet. In many ways I felt relieved to be back to some form of dressing.

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