So I packed my outfit for the day into a decent sized bag. Nothing slutty this time 'round, just a simple pair of blue denim jeans with a white tank t...op and high heels.Feeling the sexual pleasures of attempting to cross-dress outside of my flat made me slip on a white lace thong with matching bra underneath my “male” clothes. I then headed out the door towards the city centre, where I would begin my public life as a full-time cross-dresser.Whilst walking through town, I made sure to keep my. I’d relied on Avernus’ improved potion to prevent it – but he’d never promised no one would die. Just fewer.I hadn’t spoken to Fred yet; I was afraid, quite honestly. I hadn’t wanted to be there when he found out that not only was he sick, but his best friend was dead. I felt responsible, though I wasn’t even – technically – a Warden. I dreaded seeing the pain in his eyes.I wasn’t the only one upset, I knew; Aedan had barely spoken since the rest of the new Wardens had been carried to their. As long as I had enough money to eat and drink and live in a decent flat, that was enough for me. I had married and divorced and was now in my young adulthood part two, or so it seemed to me. My family thought of me as an underachiever and it was probably true, but there was still time to make my mark in the world. This reunion was comforting in that nobody seemed to have moved on much. Nigel was still manager and the women were still earning a wage to take home to their families.Vera had. As it gets later in the evening, some of the parents take their kids inside or get baby sitters, while other parents stay outside or in someone’s garage drinking. And that’s where this story really begins.Four of us couples are usually the ones to stay up and drink until late into the night, and we often end up in my basement when it gets too late to be noisy outside. During many of those parties, as everyone drank more and more, some of the wives would end up getting very drunk and they would.