Since I was a young teenager, I have been crossdressing. My older sister actually got me started. One night she had friends sleep over and for fun th...y used their makeup on me and made me look like a girl. I laughed when I looked in the mirror but I was so turned on! After that night, I secretly would try on her clothes when she was gone. Since then I dress whenever I can. Other than my sister, no one knows this secret. She figured it out years ago and would help me with my makeup and hair.. I had only just finished doing this when the schoolmistress returned."Sorry we don't have any boys' clothes here," she smiled, "but thosethings seem to fit you all right. I've asked a couple of the sixth-formgirls to dry your hair. Come along." She took me to what appeared to be astudy-bedroom where a couple of girls were waiting. "Marcia and Victoriawill look after you and bring you down to see the headmistress shortly,"she said. "Hi. I'm Marcia. What's your name?" asked one of the girls. Iwas. My built up elation at my conquests has now deflated and I’m thoroughly pissed off. After the night we had she went and picked up someone new! I put my ear to the door,curious as to who she has in there. The stupid floorboards pick that moment to creak. “Shit!”I’m not stupid and immediately run, skipping around the corner just as the door opened. Before they can get to the corner, I’ve disappeared into my room, quietly easing the door shut behind me. I didn’t hang around and dived under the. Her legs squirmed anxiously, she had to stop herself from instinctually crossing her legs, and instead she clenched them together. Unfortunately this made the vibrations more intense and she was forced to spread them, accidentally nudging the girl next to her, although she did not seem to notice her, the thought persisted in her mind. What if she had looked over? What if she did confront her? What if she was found out in this crowded room of people? The thought both terrified and excited.