My opportunities to dress are limited at the moment to early mornings before work, when my partner is asleep, and I slip on lingerie underneath my dressing gown (the lengths you go to experience CD'ing).
However, one day recently I got disturbed and had to hide some lingerie under a cushion on a sofa.
On my way to work, I got this sick feeling in my stomach when I realised I hadn't removed the items from under the cushion.
All day I was convinced that I would be found out, and resigned myself to an embarrassing conversation when I got home.
How I escaped I just don't know.
Trouble is, despite the pleasure and release that CD'ing gives us over the years, we face having our whole world come crashing down around us.
Has anyone had a similar experience (and feelings).
Love Joanne