.Well, then, it wasn't a turnon, till I was older and had to start sharing my sisters clothes. She didn't wear her skirts around the farm, so I got mo...t of her skirts and dresses. Sharlee liked getting me dressed up in Her skirts each morning, then sending me out to do Her chores! Sometimes She was nice to me and other times She liked to Hurt me and be mean to me till I cryed for Her!When we were both Young, Uncle told us to start sharing clothes around the farm! He told my sister, Sharlee,. I rang the door bell twice and waited........... Nothing... I decided she may be in the house with her music loud or maybe in the shower or something so went through the trap door in the back the led into Jasons old bedroom and went up the basment stairs.. As i neared the stairs leading up to the second floor i heard music...I decided to scare Brandi so i went into the spare bedroom that connected to her room by a bathroom... when i flung open the door i couldnt believe my eyes. There was. The trauma of the early part of the day was long forgotten. There was some concern when his father came home, but she had phoned him and filled him when she had sent John upstairs to fetch something. His father was somewhat taken by surprise but did not let on at all. So John stayed dressed until it was time to go to bed.His mother went up with him and undid the stitches."There. Put on your pj's and put the clothes in the wash and then come to my room."John struggled a bit with the zipper. ' When I checked my watch I was amazed that it was only an hour and a half since we left the pub. We took a taxi over to the Digbeth side of town and went into a little pub just getting busy with Friday early finishers. While Gary went to the bar I found the ladies for a bit of repair work. My dress being the sort of material that recovers well, looked ok., as did my stockings, but I needed a bit of a clean up in the active areas shall we say. A few wet wipes later, a comb through the hair, and.