One thing I never did was take advantage. I was careful, I was discreet and I tried to put things back where they came from but I was like a kid in a sweet shop. The first room I went into was Megan's. I opened up the wardrobe and looked at the lovely array of clothes and dresses, silky to the touch and multi-colored. Of course, there were plenty of neatly folded jeans and leggings but there were also skirts and dresses and even evening dresses. I spent ages just looking at her clothes. I just could not decide what to wear - there was just so much to choose.
In fact, I actually started with Olivia's clothes, she was better dressed (in terms of wearing more feminine clothes) than Megan. I had seen her in a lovely black pencil skirt and a red blouse so I decided to raid her wardrobe and take it. One evening, when she was out, I snuck into her room and found the skirt and another silky blouse which was white and had a bow collar and voluminous sleeves, I took the clothes back to my room.
Excitedly I threw off my boring male attire and stood before the mirror naked apart from my white satin panties. I was fourteen and of slender build and not very tall. I pulled up the skirt, twisting it around my slim hips. I held it together and was disappointed when I discovered it would not fit me.