22 years - and was never really caught. But, due to the investigation for my clearance, somehow they found out about my dressing and included it in the report. To prevent blackmail, basically EVERYONE was told about my extra-curricular activities. Nothing was ever done, but my dressing was made public knowledge. This put me in the odd position of everyone knowing, and still not being able to talk about it or acknowledge it in any way. Not fun.
So - what I had was a lockable duffel bag stuck up into a locked wall locker in my room (back in the day when I lived in the baracks). I would arrange to have a roommate who worked a different shift - gone for eight or even twelve hours. Never really had any trouble, and was able to dress frequently (at least three or four times a week) for years. Got married, moved off base, and on it went from there.
Not as good as Kathi's story (and I did a year at Kunsan too) but there you have it. Kunsan was the place I literally worked 330 of the 335 days I was there, didn't even really get off base at all
