The Babysitter Chapter Two
Over the next few weeks, I could hardly think of anything but the idea of wearing girly clothes and how sexy it would feel. Every house I babysat at now, I would not just go through the underwear, I would dress up in it. I began to build up quite a collection of soiled panties stolen from the women of the neighbourhood. Some I would wash and return, others I kept as souvenirs.It began to grow beyond just panties, babydolls, bras and basques. I began completely to dress in a feminine fashion...