After years of not considering whether she knew or not (and stupidly thinking that she didn't), I have to say she did...and in a big way.
She ignored me when I asked for panties when I was 10, but when I was 12 I had a part in a school play that for my costume I wore my older sisters satin/lace "Victorian" style minidress tucked into a pair of her black satin culottes (like capri's today) and Mary-Jane's on my feet (that we bought new for me since my feet were bigger than hers). Since it was satin it would stick to me...so she got me a cami ..that just happened to have a matching lace panty..that I wore under the outfit. Oh...and I wore black panty hose with the shoes. When I turned 14 I spent the summer with my Grand parents and Aunt. I spent most of it as a 14 year old girl (mom would have never understood that one - looong story!!) but I came home with past-shoulder length wavy hair. She actually didn't make me get a haircut (and then it was to just get it off my shoulders she said) till Christmas. Her stylist did my hair from somewhere around then (14/15) till after I was married!! Again now its no problem, but then it was a womans salon. Heck, when I got married, not only did she do my hair for free but the manicurist did my nails to boot!
- going on...-
I know she found my clothes stash at least twice between the ages of 14 and 15 because they'd be hanging in the front of my closet instead of under my shorts in my bottom drawer of my dresser. She never made a comment or questioned me about them and after the 2nd time, I left them in the closet. Other little signs that she knew but never said a word were: I had tried on her bathing suits when no one was home and they were way too big for me...except 2 - one an off-white bikini with "boy-cut" shorts-like bottoms and a one piece mallot in royal blue...both fit me perfectly. Same for her panties -except 3 or 4 pair with a similar perfect fit as above. 2 bras that were (at the time) 28AA padded training bras...now why would a grown woman with a 36DD chest need a 28AA training bra that fit me? I found these underthings by the strangest of ways...they were "accidentally" put in my clean clothes on my bed that I had to put away when I'd get home from school. Naturally, I had to try them on before going and asking who's they were. She'd just say -"Oh..those are mine...sorry" and say nothing else...on more than one occasion. After the 3rd or 4th time of them being in my things...I quit taking them back to her and I put them in my drawer...and she never asked about them. I'd just wear them, put them in the diry clothes, and they'd be on my bed a day or 2 later with everything else. As I remember, about 1/2 my clothes came from the GAP...no biggie today, but in the early 70s, they were a predominantly Jr's/womans fashion store. When I was 15, my 17 year old sister started going to a dermatologist. I had to go as well. Facials, treatments, etc...I got it all just like she did. I vividly remember one session, I was taught the correct way to apply/remove makeup and cleanse my face...by having makeup put on me and then having to remove it! This can go on, but I'm going to quit here....
So I'd guess I'd have to say she just might have known......
Jenn