The Facts of My Life
The next few years found my desires confined to fantasy until a memorable day at about the age of thirteen. The scene was a familiar one. I was alone in the house with time on my hands. Having just finished showering, I was returning to my room and going by my sister’s door. My eye caught a delectable-looking piece of lingerie peeking out of one of her dresser drawers. The years of fantasy and pent-up curiosity could no longer be suppressed. I had to find out by actual experience whether this dormant urge of mine did, in fact, have any validity.
I pulled out the drawer with tingling excitement to reveal an array of soft, delicate slips, nighties, bras and hose. I was immediately drawn to a luxurious pink, silk-satin, lavishly laced nightgown. When I pulled it out and realizes it was a full length gown my excitement redoubled. I crushed it to my body and realized that my heart was pumping at an abnormal rate and, as my blood surged within me, that I must be blushing like a bride on her wedding night.
–excerpt Lee, “The Facts of My Life,” Transvestia, No. 15, 1962, p. 2-8.