The Diary Of A Crossdresser (Completed)

Chapter 3 - The Morning After The Night Before Begins With A Police Visit

The Diary Of A Crossdresser Chapter 3 - The Morning After The Night Before Begins With A Police Visit
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The following morning I found myself in deep contemplation,if it wasn't bad enough that I had been exposed to unwanted intruders on the night of the party,now I was penniless and cold.
I was beginning to regret ever hosting the party in the first place.

slowly I began to come round but I was still feeling like a bear with a sore head as I pulled back the curtains to allow the bright early morning sunshine to fill my bedroom.

After getting dressed I decided to put the kettle on only to discover that there wasn't one to put on.

The flipping twats had even nicked the one of most essential items in my kitchen, I thought to myself.

I decided to venture downstairs where I viewed the graffiti along with the broken window and shower of glass which was strewn across the mat In front of my inner door.

Then I noticed that the postman had been as I placed the few letters in my left hand, before inspecting to see if there was any further damage from the night before,luckily there was no evidence of any on my first inspection.

Just then I spotted Kevin who was waving at me through his kitchen window.

At first I thought of avoiding him but then realised that he might have some information which might clarify what happened in the wee small hours at my flat,during the time when I rested and the party was winding down.

He points towards a mug and I place my thumb in front of my face to acknowledge that I would like a cup of tea.

Just as I was about to leave my flat I was quickly stopped in my tracks by a call from my next door neighbour Mrs Dyson.

She really looks like she's on the warpath with a decidedly angry expression etched across her wrinkly face,I try in vain to avoid contact with her but alas she pulls me to one side and let's rip.

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Mrs Dyson - I don't know what the hell you and your friends were playing at last night but you were making a bloody racket.

I was going to call the police,what was the idea of traipsing down the stairs every minute?,you lot sounded like a pack of elephants on a charge.

Me- I'm very sorry Mrs Dyson,it won't happen again,it was a grave error on my part to host such an event and I should have consulted you.

Worst still I have been the victim too with the thefts and breakages in my flat,just look at the broken window and graffiti.

Mrs Dyson - Aye that might be so love,but I'm nearly 90 years of age and at my time of life I don't need all of this hassle.

I'll be speaking to Robert later,he's not blameless in this sorry caper,alright I've said my peace good day to you duck.

Me- Good day to you too and like I said I am really sorry Madame.

Kevin- What did the old battle-axe want?,nosy old crow she should keep her beak out of your affairs.

Me- It's ok Kevin I was out of order allowing the party to take place without consulting her.

Now I'm in a right sorry mess with no money,I need to phone the council with regard to the damaged flat but have no means of calling them.You couldn't do us a favour and contact them to make an appointment for a home visit Kevin,I'd really appreciate that.

Kevin- Who do you think I am your bloody secretary?,ok just this once I'll give them a call.What do you want to drink tea or coffee and would you like milk and sugar with it?.