GRABBING THE RING!
When I got to my shorts, she told me, "Them. too." I
had never been naked in front of anyone but my mom. I pulled them down and
shook them off of my leg. She handed me a pink cotton pair of bloomers. I
took them - I was almost ready to cry, but I put them on anyway. She then
held out her petticoat and I put my head under it and she slide it down over
my head. It was not long until I was dressed in a full outfit of her things.
To this day I remember that petticoat sliding over me - my erection was hid
under it and I hoped it would not explode in her bloomers, but it was to
late. She told me to twirl around real fast - I did, and she laughed and
said, "Now I have a girlfriend to play with."
We spent many hours up there that day playing with her dolls. It was getting near dark when she let me put on my own clothes so I could go home. We played many more times in her attic, and I enjoyed every minute of it. If only we really could turn back the years. She died in 1978 and I helped her mom clean out the attic - she told me to put them in the trash. They are now in my attic and I often go there and, yes, I still wear some of her things that fit me.
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