I  was  one of four children in our house.  My two older  sisters were very close to me in age, and my younger sister was born just after  I  turned three.  When my baby sister was still a baby,  I remember  how sweet she looked in her frilly dresses  and  rhumba panty covered botttom.  Sometimes when my mother was changing  my baby  sister, she would ask me to help her by putting  the  dirty clothes  in the hamper.  This was when I first began to feel  the ruffles  of the panty covers.  I really did not think much  about this  since she was just a baby, and I figured this was just  the way babies in diapers were kept dry until they grew up.

As  a  boy  in a house of girls, I was not allowed to  physically hurt my older sisters, no matter what they did.  This was unfair, especially since my older sister was bigger and stronger than  me at  that time. But that was what I had to do and so I obeyed.   I stayed away from them whenever I could to avoid problems.   But,I was allowed to spend a lot of time with my baby sister, who liked the  attention I gave her, and my mom was happy for the help,  so she could do other things.

Sometime  I just could not avoid my older sisters, like  when  we got dressed up for special occasions - holidays and visits to our grandparents. I was given clothes that looked like  my  dad,  and sometimes I really didn't like that, since my dad was hardly ever around,  and  suits looked really stupid on me.  My sisters  were not  dressed  like  my mom, but wore frilly dresses,  often  with filmy satin tops and wide skirt bottoms, and I noticed that  they wore  nylon  rhumba panties like my baby sister, with  petticoats under  the  dresses.  My mother spent a lot of time helping  them with their clothes. I didn't need any help, and I got dressed  in my room all by myself, like a big boy...

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