No home office today :(. but I have still nice memories :)

I never really got into crossdressing until about 7 years ago, (I am 47) but it always in me and sometimes it would come out, Halloween especially, another reason I love that season.
But looking back, one of my first memories was locking myself in my older sister's room and getting caught in her dress. I think I was born to crossdress.
Now I have been single a long time and I live alone so I am free to express myself I find Cat was definitely always there, I am not one for regrets, but I wish I had set Cat free years ago, but it was a different world then.
I am pleased and thankful the Cat can come out of the bag now, even if the bag is hidden in closet.

I do have happy memories xx I had a lady friend who would help me with dressing up & makeup etc.

#memories

One of my early crossdressing memories was finding a pair of ribbed navy tights discarded in the cloak room at primary school. I knew I should have taken them to lost property, but there was no name in them and I wanted them so badly. White hot shame on my face I stuffed them in my coat and took them home at the end of the day. I wore them every night after I was sent to bed and revelled in the way they made my legs look and feel. I remember wishing I could find a pinafore dress to wear with them. It's funny the things that stick with us xxx

I really liked this photo! This day was very special for me, and this record will always bring me good memories!

Memories it all , ha ha ha

Good afternoon everyone. Oh I'm so dreamy today. Thinking back to my time at school. I have such mixed feeling cause I so wanted to be a girl, and I almost feel cheated by that. But the memories of seeing what my (girl)friends wore and the butterflies in my chest daydreaming about what it would be like to dress as a girl... Oh my! X

Having some sexy fantasies, imagining being picked up at a club and taking in the back seat of some Hot guys car. He rips a hole in my sheer pantyhose and slides my little panties to the side, he's a little drunk and believes he's entering my vagina but really I'm riding him while he's deep inside my tight ass *****..he's moaning with pleasure and unloads a massive creamy warn Stream of cum filling me up as i jump off and Finish whats leftover on his throbbing manhood. I french kiss him and depart from The backseat of his car , leaving him with memories of the sexiest night ever.......

LOOKING BACK THROUGH TIME AND SPACE
WONDERING HOW I GOT THIS WRINKLED FACE
LAUGHTER LINES FROM HAVING FUN
TOO MANY RAYS FROM SUMMER SUN
CREAMS AND POTIONS I HAVE TRIED
BUT NONE WORK WHEN THEY’RE APPLIED
WILL HAVE TO ACCEPT IT, IT’S JUST AGE
IN LIFES BOOK, JUST ANOTHER PAGE
I ‘M NOT UNHAPPY, I ‘M FEELING FINE
MEMORIES IN EACH WRINKLE LINE
EVERY LINE HAS A STORY TO TELL
I’M LIVED MY LIFE, LIVING IT WELL
MORE MEMORIES I HAVE TO MAKE
BUT THE LINES SHOW I’M NO FAKE