Random Thoughts of a Twisted Mind Collection #1

The Party on Halloween

AUTHORS NOTE:

This is an ADULT story and contains graphic sex ONLY FOR MATURE READERS .

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I walked up to the mansion dressed as Keith Richards because I had not prepared enough and I didn't care, it was a Halloween party and the only reason I was here was Carli, my beautiful girlfriend. She had told me I had to go because she had the best costume but she would not tell me what it was.

I ring the doorbell and wait as the door opens my jaw drops.

"I knew you would like it" says Carli, she was wearing a small black dress with a pink ribbon tied around her middle.

"What are you supposed to be?" I say as we walk to my car.

"I'm a mouse" she says pointing to a cute pair of mouse ears she had on "DUH!"

I just shake my head laughing as I open the door to my Chevy. I open the door for her to slide in. A sudden feeling washed through me making me shudder as something was going to happen tonight.

We pull up. The party scene already in full swing. Red solo cups scattered around with people coming and going all around us.

"Let's go!" Carli dragged me in while I groaned.

People in costumes, like cat woman and a zombie bride. Really can't people be original anymore.

Carli leads the way picking up a red cup in the process. She takes a gulp passing some to me. I feel the burning liquid slide down my throat. She squeals seeing her friends.

I stand off to the side with my hands in my pockets, my feet shuffling back and forth. Carli talks off to her friends, but suddenly she takes my hand leading me to the kitchen. Away from all the chaotic people and loud music.

She knows I'm not used to this type of stuff unlike she was. While she's on climbing the social ladder, I'm at the bottom. I'm the computer nerd, Timothy Lang, and she is a cheerleader,Carli McAdams, not the head one but still. To this day, I still wonder how we stay together.

Carli leans against the counter. Her hands crossed, rubbing up and down her arms.

"You okay?" I ask.

She gives me a small smile as she wobbles slightly from the drinks.

The sliding door leading to the back is propped open letting gusts of wind inside. I walk over to Carli wrapping my arms around her small frame. Her costume gave her no warmth and leaving little to the imagination.

The cold makes her snuggle closer to me. She whispers some nonsense in my ear, "I'm kind of psychic. I have a fifth sense." The clear evidence, it was the beginning to a long night. One sip of alcohol gets her riled up. Her imagination goes haywire.

"Okay dear. I think you've had enough to drink for tonight."

Remembering where we are, I take Carli back to the living room. This night is suppose to be fun, and that's what we were gonna have.

With the music pounding, we were crowded together with other couples around us. I took her hand, twirling her around.

"I can put me whole fist in my mouth" she says as she moves her hand up to do so.