Random Thoughts of a Twisted Mind Collection #1

The Party on Halloween {UPDATE}

AUTHORS NOTE:

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

It is also an updated version of "The Party on Halloween" if you want to read the first draft it may still be up

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I walked up to Carli's house dressed as a lumberjack because we were going to a stupid halloween party. I didn't care. It was an annual party at the abandoned mansion on top of the hill. The only reason I was going was for Carli, my beautiful girlfriend. She wouldn't show me her costume unless I go with her. She claimed I'd love it.

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

"I knew you would like it Tiger" Carli says winking at me with a wink, 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 we get in my chevy and drive off. The mansion doors opened up to a big ball room where the party was already in full swing. There was a staircase on the other side of the hall leading to the bedrooms where everyone went to have sex after they got drunk. There was the usual assortment of sexy costumes like cat woman, zombie bride and sexy doctor.

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

She leads the way picking up a red cup with some punch in the process. She takes a gulp and passes it to me. I feel the burn slide down my throat as I take a sip from the cup. She squeals seeing her friends and runs over to talk to them.

I stand off to the side with my hands in my pockets keeping an eye on Carli as I shuffle my feet back and forth to the beat of the song. I suddenly see Carli break away from her friends as she come towards me and leads me to the back door for some air. Away from all the chaotic people and loud music.The back door 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 or protection from the cold.

She knows I'm not used to this type of stuff like she is. While she is 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 cheerleader but still. I do sometimes wonder if she is only with me because of a bet or something.

"You okay?" I ask.

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

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."

I knew it was the beginning to a long night. One sip of alcohol gets her riled up and who knows how much she has had at this point.

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

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

With the music pounding, I took her hand and held her as we swayed to the music. I did not want to let her get too far away from me because I was worried she was already to drunk.