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Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Grade school

Like I have said before, I don't remember a great deal of details about great school. I don't know how people remember so much about that period. I especially had no idea what I was going through.

What I do recall was that I wanted to be around my mother and not my father. I wanted to help my mother in the kitchen, for example, but not my father in the yard or with the car. I remember playing dolls with my two older sisters. I even had my own Barbies. And I loved dressing -- and undressing -- them!

Part of this was the fact that my dad had nothing to do with me. And not just me, my sisters too. He did shift work in a steel mill and then went his own way without us to the bars and the bowling alleys. I don't even remember him and my mother going out for evenings out.

So I spent a lot of time with my mother and sisters doing "girlie" things like cooking, baking, laundry and other housework. But I must have liked it. No one was forcing me.

I also remember that I did not prefer boy sports like football, baseball and basketball. So I did not have a lot of male friends. I did however have a lot of girl friends in grade school. I was just more comfortable being around the girls.

One other thing I remember was that I had this neighbor girl that I had a huge crush on. When I was in grade school, she was already in high school, she was that much older. She was a beautiful blonde. Since I had no ideas about sex at that point, the reason I was so infatuated with her was that I wanted to be like her. I think she was the one -- even moreso than my sisters -- that gave me deep inner feelings that I wanted to be a girl. She was just so perfect and every once in a while I would catch her tanning out in her yard since we right next door. And I'd see her in her short summer shorts and tank tops. There were always a lot of boys coming around to see her, to say the least.

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Throughout your life as a sissy T-girl, what derogatory name have you been called the most?

Why do your wear bras? Or not?

Ever pilfer panties from a girl's drawer, clothesline or laundry, etc?,

How do you wear your pantyhose?

As a young sissy, did you look at naked men in locker rooms?

Did you ever raid a clothesline for bras or panties?

Do you hate getting erections?

Do you want to have your penis removed?

Do you take female hormones to be more girlie?

What is your mental state as a T-girl who wishes they were a girl?

Do you tuck away your sissy clitty to pretend you are a girl?

Do you wear a bra on a daily basis?

As a t-girl, what do you shave? (Pick closest choice)

What is your favorite lingerie?

You have always wanted one, but what would you call it?

Did you have a crush on a boy when you were in high school?

When you see a gorgeous girl, do you want to:

At this exact second, what are you wearing?

Do you use feminine protection?

Who was the first female you envied and wanted to be like?

Growing up, did you place dress-up with a sissy friend?

Did you play with dolls like Barbie and Tammy as a young sissy?