When I pulled them out I realized that they had a distinct smell to them. When I got home I was overwhelmed by the desire to examine them. I was terrified that someone would see me touching a woman’s panties. Later that evening, I returned to where we had left the panties, I pretended to walk along and I casually picked them up and put them in my pocket. The stories they made up had my young mind on fire with fantasies. My friends tossed them around and made up stories about how they got there. My friends and I lived near a college, and one day we found a pair of panties on the ground near a dormitory. I have been cross-dressing since puberty. I got much more than I ever bargained for. Well I wasn’t a girl at all I was a guy in drag… I advertised on the Internet as a novice TV looking for a master. I was just a girl cruising the tinder for her master.
