Skirts were added to this list when the naked feeling beneath elicited an extreme rush of sexual excitement. I never got caught stealing women’s clothing from stores or my friends. I became obsessed with collecting panties, the thought of another ‘new’ pair arousing me. My aunt caught me one summer night when I stayed up late. I would pretend to be a woman online, masturbating as I described what my fantasy of being a woman felt like. I had a bad habit of stealing panties that belonged to female friends of mine when I was invited over to their houses. After a few years of exclusively using online ordering to purchase women’s clothing, I became willing to go to a store and purchase it myself, believing that it would simply be assumed I was buying items for a girlfriend. By the time I was twenty-five, I had stolen hundreds of pairs of panties from stores and from female acquaintances.
