Past Memory - Emma's Story
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So the next few weeks started, albeit with a few ups and downs. Other family members didn't realise what was happening, but I nearly got caught one night dad arrived home earlier than expected, and my sister almost caught me changing one evening because I had forgotten to lock the bedroom door.
Evenings spent baby-sitting saw me exploring mum's wardrobe, trying on different skirts, dresses, blouses and underwear. I remember wearing a black strapless bra and matching cami-knickers under a soft cotton skirt and stiff petticoat, failing to create the convincing illusion of full breasts peaking from a gypsy style blouse. Day's later mum produced the same clothing for me to wear, with an extra petticoat to correct my deportment, saying that she 'might as well see how my choice was going, as I had so obviously enjoyed wearing them the other evening'. So much me thinking I had carefully put everything away, but she accepted that I needed to experiment to develop my female side.
The following Friday mum advised that as 'it was the usual evening young people dressed to go out and I should therefore enter into the spirit of the day. She had bought me some new things to wear that were on my bed and I couldn't wait to get changed into the new lingerie and a long sleeved floral dress. Mum helped me pull the dress fabric close around my waist and fastening the buttons up the back, trapping me in the dress in the process, before producing the 'piece de resistance'. A shoulder length blond wig, which she combed and arranged on my head to change my appearance yet again before fitting a dangling gold earring to each ear. Nails suitably varnished to match lip colour I stepped into the pair of black high-heeled shoes to complete the picture.
After checking my appearance we returned to the lounge, reading and talking together in front of the fire until 15 minutes later mum rose to answer the doorbell. Before I knew what was happening, she had brought our visitor into the room-Brian! Fortunately I recovered sufficiently to stand up and welcome him.
'Brian let me introduce my niece Emma. She has been visiting us for a couple of days' mum said. 'Emma, look after Brian for a few minutes whilst I go and find Mike?
How could I refuse, as she had left the room before I could answer? After an awkward moment I invited him to sit opposite, noticing that he was smartly dressed. It emerged mum had asked him earlier if he wanted to go with Mike to see the new film at the cinema, as she had got some tickets. He had now come to pick him up, little realising that Mike would not make it, as he was now Emma!
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