As the day approached and we talked about plans for Valentines Day, I told her I would come up with something and she could just leave it to me. Most of all I wanted to surprise her with it as much as I could. Luckily Valentines was on a Friday that year, so it was perfect for a date night at the beach plus it allowed me the time I needed to put all my plans in place. I wanted to show her how much she meant to me, so I made plans for dinner and a sunset stroll on the beach, but what actually happened was so much more. Sure enough she too, probably prompted by Aunt. Then, from my eyrie, I became aware that my sister too had altered her habits.Alone in the house one afternoon in early September near the end of the summer holiday, after assuring myself that the house was secure, I went into my sister's room to investigate her change in lingerie. I already knew that neither my mother nor our Aunt Holly, our mother's youngest sister who now lived with us, wore them - both wore stockings and suspender-belts.
Firstly, I began to notice that there were no longer any tights in the laundry. And from then on I began to study my sister and mother more closely, trying to understand and to perfect, when dressed as a girl, feminine characteristics - ways of moving, sitting, speaking, dressing my hair and, later, making-up my face.Chapter II - Practising - developing the art.It was about eighteen months later that I realised that there had been a change in my sister's wardrobe.
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