First time I wore tights was also the first time I ever had an orgasm. I grew up in a neighborhood of mostly girls and they all took ballet so I'd see them in tights and leotards all the time. They'd put on little shows for me and I'd sit there, 11 years old with a raging erection, trying to look worldly or mature or whatever.

One day, after playing talent contest judge in one of their make-shift recitals, I rushed home and put on my older sister's purple tights, purple and black striped leotard, black legwarmers and black ballet slippers. It was amazing! I started practicing some of the moves I'd seen but soon it was too much for me to handle.

I laid face down on my parents' satin-sheeted bed, fully dressed in my ballet gear, and began slowly humping a pillow. I had no idea what I was doing. I was c0mpletely out of control. My body took over for itself and, suddenly, I came. Now, confused and ashamed, I stripped off the soiled clothes, threw them in the hamper and tried to pretend it never happened. Of course, the next day, I was wearing a different set of tights and a new leotard and going to town on my poor parents' bed. Again. And again.

It was an intense start to a lasting relationship.