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I am a crossdresser who lives with my girlfriend. She also has a 21 year old daughter who keeps her clothes at her house, but stays elsewhere. She is in and out a few times a week.

My girlfriend knows I crossdress and supports and encourages me. Each night, I wear a half slip and panties to bed. This is also part of our intimate life. I have only one half slip, a black one. Once, when it was in the laundry, she said she would check to see if her daughter had one I could wear. I said “never mind,” and just slept in a bra and panties. She did ask her daughter though. Her daughter stated to her mother, "I don't wear them anymore anyway," so if you want to take or use them, be my guest."

Well, about a month ago, when nobody was home, I was curious. I went into her daughter’s room and looked for some slips. I found 4, 2 white and 2 black. One of the black one’s was just like the one I owned with lace trim on the hem. HOWEVER, there were a couple of differences. It is tighter (small vs. medium, and shorter, 4 inches above the knee vs. just below the knee.

As I did love this slip, I put it in my drawer with my other one and have been wearing it to bed eve since. Her daughter NEVER wears slips anymore (it has been over 3 years, because she is just not that type. I, however, am feeling very guilty and have two questions. First, do you think my girlfriend has noticed the differences in the slips and is just being quiet about the whole thing? Second, should I tell her what I did, and accept any punishment?

Thanks so much for your advice,

Sarah 2

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I am a crossdresser who lives with my girlfriend. She also has a 21 year old daughter who keeps her clothes at her house, but stays elsewhere. She is in and out a few times a week.

My girlfriend knows I crossdress and supports and encourages me. Each night, I wear a half slip and panties to bed. This is also part of our intimate life. I have only one half slip, a black one. Once, when it was in the laundry, she said she would check to see if her daughter had one I could wear. I said “never mind,” and just slept in a bra and panties. She did ask her daughter though. Her daughter stated to her mother, "I don't wear them anymore anyway," so if you want to take or use them, be my guest."

Well, about a month ago, when nobody was home, I was curious. I went into her daughter’s room and looked for some slips. I found 4, 2 white and 2 black. One of the black one’s was just like the one I owned with lace trim on the hem. HOWEVER, there were a couple of differences. It is tighter (small vs. medium, and shorter, 4 inches above the knee vs. just below the knee.

As I did love this slip, I put it in my drawer with my other one and have been wearing it to bed eve since. Her daughter NEVER wears slips anymore (it has been over 3 years, because she is just not that type. I, however, am feeling very guilty and have two questions. First, do you think my girlfriend has noticed the differences in the slips and is just being quiet about the whole thing? Second, should I tell her what I did, and accept any punishment?

Thanks so much for your advice,

Sarah 2

First off, if she did notice the difference , I think she would have said so to at least you. And second, sure , tell her you got them. Were they not offered when asked about ? I mean whats the worst she gonna do to you , not give you any hugs or sugars? I do not think it would escalate beyond that hon.

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I think your girlfriend will be cool with this. She did, after all, ask her daughter. I think, though, that I would tell her when you are dressed up. Just say, "Do you like this slip, hon?" It came from your daughter's stash. Then you have it out in the open. Otherwise, I'd suggest you ask your girl if she'll help you buy a slip at the store. My experience is it is very exciting to go shopping with your girlfriend. I love to do so with my wife. It is very exciting to feel the garments and pass them back and forth, discussing whyether they work or not for you. My wife has helped me buy bras, slips and nighties. We go to the Jockey outlet store together and it is immediately clear that we are purchasing the gossamer-thin microfiber panties for me. The sales lady often gets involved. Once a middle-aged sales lady said her son also likes the microfibers "because they7 are so comfy." I just smiled and agreed with her.

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