So here goes, I special ordered a corset from Fredericks and had it sent so it would show up when I had a day off well some weird thing happened with the website and said site error but didn't tell me if the order went through so I emailed the customer service department and they seem to take forever to get back. Well today I had a buisness meeting that would take all day so my sister whom I bought a house with and really never got around to telling her about my fun loving habit got home first well low and behold the package shipped. The first words I heard as I walked in the door was "hey perv you got a box from Fredericks there, what that all about?' I avoided the question wandered around the house not knowing what to do felt like I was going to puke or cry,heartbeating a mile a minute. She didn't ask twice but there was no way to avoid that box sitting there forever and I could not make up any story as to why a box with my name and address isn't mine. So I asked if she told anybody else that thie said package had shown up she said no I took a deep breath and told her that I've been wearing panties since I was 13 she thought I was joking at first I told her I wasn't and told her how I used to wear mom's panties and she had a good laugh (my mom is very protective of her underwear and only buys matching sets from Victoria Secrets it's like a hobbie of sorts), an akward silence occured and I asked if she felt weirded out by it she said no I told her I did because it something I've been keeping a secret for 20 years now i felt weird and good. She then confided in me an akward situation that happened to her recently involving a guy she met online and everything seemed to go back to normal. The reason I say sort of caught is sure she knows about the panties but the skirts, sweaters, nighties, shoes, ankle bracelet, wig are still my secret which I don't mind keeping to myself, but atleast I know the ice has been broken.