”“Whatever, man, I don’t give a fuck. But I’ve known B a couple of years now and she’s never stayed this late. Trust me, she’s into you.�...Still, I didn’t believe him. More drinks flowed, more weed was smoked and more coke was snorted. Despite my ever-growing inebriation even I couldn’t miss that B kept shifting her chair closer to mine. But I knew I was drunk and the last thing I wanted to do was make a fool of myself or worse.Finally, it was time to leave. Everyone began to walk away and it was. Then after a nice Summer you can head to Denver before the weather turns and be all settled into new houses.”“Not a bad idea,” Mick said. “I could ride in and set the whole thing up, we wouldn’t have to travel with the entire family.”“I don’t like that idea at all,” Betty Mae said. “After all the problems we’ve had as a group, I think traveling alone is too dangerous.”Mick chuckled, “It’s not a problem. I can travel quiet, and it’s not like I haven’t snuck behind enemy lines before. This will. A short while later I got out of theshower and dried off. I went back to my bedroom and startedputting on my men's clothes. But they felt so awful, that Ihad to take them off.I put on a pair of panties and a bra, followed by a blouseand some sheer stockings. Next I put on women's pants andsome flat heeled women's shoes. Then I looked at myself inthe mirror. I had worn this outfit before, and thought atthe time that it wasn't too feminine, and could pass formen's clothes.Now that I looked like a. I slapped his back and helped him stash the food and drinks he brought before settling down with a beer.“You know, Pete, this is nice. I wish we could have had friends like these when I was married. Maybe ... well, it might have made a difference.”“Maybe,” I said. “But probably not. It always seemed to me you were different when I saw the two of you together. It was like ... I don’t know. Like you did everything to please her and she still wasn’t satisfied.” We moved into my house so we could.