Like most sissy's I started dressing up at a young age, long before Mother actually caught me. I had a fascination with ballet and pleaded with Mother to allow me to go to dance lessons. She was bemused by my interest but pleased i had an interest in something. Although I love dancing, of course my real interest was the lovely outfits ballerinas wore. I told the dance Mistress (Madame as she was known) that I wanted a pink tutu to wear. It didn't take her long to realise what my motive for ballet lessons was, so she told me not to bother coming back. I never told Mother, I just said it wasn't for me