This is a funny little (true) story about one time I almost got caught with AB stuff.
Earlier this year I finally moved out from my parents' house and on my own. I've been living in my apartment for about 6 months now and loving it. I love all the freedom I have like the freedom to discover and explore my AB/DL side. The only thing is, there are no washer/dryer hookups so I've been taking my clothes to my parents' house every week to visit and use their washing machine.
Well one night I decided I was going to try and stealthily sneak a onesie that I had bought into my pile of clothes and wash it without my parents seeing it. I hid it in a t-shirt and managed to get it into the washing machine without it being seen.
Now, my mother loves to do things for me. We have a pretty good relationship and she loves it when I come over and visit. So after my clothes got done in the washer, she got up and put them in the dryer for me. I must've been spacing out, cause that was one thing I did NOT want to happen. I realized it a couple of minutes later and I'm like "Oh, crap. What if she saw my onesie?" So I'm sitting there in my parents' living room with the TV on and my mind racing, thinking about what I would say if my mom asked me about it. After a few minutes of self deliberation I decided I would just tell her that they're my pajamas and they're just more comfortable if she asked me about it.
She never did.
So I come back thinking about it occasionally, wondering if she even saw the onesie or if she did, if she would ever confront me about it. I'll tell you one thing though: I'm going to be a lot more careful if I ever try that again! That or learn to wash clothes by hand.