Halloween (2)

This post is a little bit unusual, but for some reason, I thought it would be hot. I've listed it as a Halloween piece, due to the period costumes - which I happen to love at costume parties. I hope you enjoy this story, and be warned - I may not post tomorrow night. It all depends how my novel goes during the day. As always, please comment, or if you'd prefer to email me more privately, sec.circle@gmail.com.


It was just coming up to twilight, and the setting sun cast a deep red glow over the well-cut trees and the manicured lawns of his garden. He paused for a second to watch the sun sink behind the distant hills, and a sudden beam of light reflected off the pond, a dazzling red spike before night time. Just then, he heard a giggle behind him - his latest conquest. The daughter of the one of the insufferably boring women that his mother insisted he invite to dinner.

Hunting

The dress clung tightly to her frame, shimmering slightly under the club’s many strobe lights; it was almost skin tight to show off her figure, with a plunging neckline and a hem that stopped abruptly mid-thigh, leaving little to the imagination. The many men circling her like predators could see, even in the dim gloom, that there were no lines on that dress. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath it. Just a thin strip of fabric between them and their prey.