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Sitting at the café, I couldn’t help but notice the shoe boutique across the street. It was another boring lunch with an online dating app date. He was jabbering on about who knows what. I was zoned out. All I could think about were all of those sexy shoes in the window across the street. I was trying so hard not to look. Shoes are a major weakness for me. Well they’re actually a serious addiction. The end of the date was all a blur. But I snapped back into reality the second I opened the door and stepped into the euphoric aroma of brand new shoes. I was immediately greeted by a middle aged man. His eyes lit up as he looked me up and down and eagerly introduced himself as the boutique owner. He complimented me on my outfit, which was a white silk button up blouse with a white lace bra peeking out, black leather leggings, and black pumps. Then he offered to help me try on whichever shoes I’d like. I picked out about a dozen pairs and sat down on the plush bench. He kneeled before me, took my feet into his hands…..

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Miss Anna began making regular visits to her new toy. Sometimes he would be her sissy, other days her latex gimp. During the day, he was a smoking hot gentleman that women would simply swoon over, and she took much pride and joy knowing that she could abuse him every night.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

My friend Heather cornered me the moment she heard her brother, Henry, was back in the city. “Amber,” she’d whispered, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, “I’m throwing him a welcome home party and need you to be there! He’s been gone for so long, and you know…you know how I feel about you and him. Just…take care of him for me, okay?”

Henry was a ruggedly handsome military man, fresh from some top-secret Pentagon assignment. He was the kind of man who made you forget your own name, especially when he was wearing that crisp uniform. I wandered into Heather’s living room and there he was, looking as fine as ever, surrounded by friends and relatives. The air crackled when he looked in my direction. Heather had given me the go-ahead, a playful shove towards destiny, and my heart was doing a frantic drum solo against my ribs.

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Zoey

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Miss Anna and Zoey dressed up in their best Slutty Halloween outfits. Zoey was a Hot little Sex Kitten, with the ears, mini skirt, talk and thigh high socks, and Anna dressed up as a slutty cop with thigh high boots, the fake officer mini dress, fishnets and the hat. Miss Anna proposed that they go visit her naughty nephew whom she was having a lustful, raunchy affair with.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

The Halloween party started to turn really wicked when I headed to the storage room. The staff was pretty overwhelmed. So I was just trying to help out. The bar needed to be replenished. So I headed downstairs and down the long, dark hallway. That’s when I realized that I was being followed by the Grim Reaper. I had seen him around the party, but I had no idea who he was. I should’ve just asked him if I could help him. But he was really freaking me out. The faster I walked, the faster he walked. My heart was racing. Suddenly I realized that I didn’t have my phone. And the music was so loud upstairs that no one would be able to hear me scream. I hadn’t even told anyone that I was going down to the storage room. It felt like I couldn’t get to the door fast enough. But when I finally did, I got in and locked the door behind me as quickly as possible. I had never been that scared in my life. It felt like I was in there forever just waiting for him to leave. And I hadn’t heard a peep.

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Now and then, when her husband acts up, she calls me to rectify the problem. Of course, I’m happy to come over and put her husband back into his place with my diaper bag of tricks. She had said they’d be on their way to a Halloween party, but that wouldn’t be true when I showed up.

She was dressed in a skin-tight catsuit when I rang the doorbell, and he was wearing some Star Wars get-up. Such a geek. “Oh, Felicity.” She giggled. “I’m glad you’re here. I’ve got to go.” I waved her out the door and waited for Baby to see me. His eyes widened, and he began to back up. Oh, baby’s first Halloween with Mommy was going to be so much fun.

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Gossiping Ghouls

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

The party was in full swing, and you know how lips start to loosen when the drinks are flowing. I was on my way to the kitchen to refill my solo cup when I heard tittering. You know the kind? The not-so-hushed giggles of overindulgent mean girls who think no one can hear the awful things they say about people right in front of them. “Ew, there SHE is.” One blurted to the hunched-over group staring at me. “I hear she, like, has a cock and stuff.”

“Oh my God, yeah.” Another of the polished ghouls cackled. “My brother has gym with her and he says they make her use the boys locker room so he’s seen her dick!”

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

The Becketts’ Haunted Mansion has been a tradition for several years now. I wasn’t able to make it last year. Every year they select students that they want to help. They take it very seriously. The students that choose to participate have to go to their house for orientation, training, and rehearsal. Then they have to commit to volunteer every weekend of October. This year they chose me! At first, I didn’t know if I could handle the time commitment with my job. But they told me that they wanted me to be an evil Raggedy Ann doll. They told me that I was perfect for the part, and that I looked so much like Raggedy Ann, and no one else would cut it. So I finally agreed to do it. I have to admit that it sounded like a lot of fun.

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Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

It was Hallowe’en night. Outside, the mortal world celebrated with plastic masks and cheap candy. But I craved a real thrill, a true terror. I had spent seven Hallowe’ens trying to communicate with spirits, but to no avail. Tonight, I wasn’t summoning a familiar; I was calling something hungry from the deepest trench of the underworld.

My voice, raw and aching, delivered the final incantation: “Come, Shade of the Forgotten. Taste me, for I am willing.” The candles—tallow dipped in fat—did not flicker. They simply vanished, plunging the room into absolute, freezing darkness. Then, almost instantly, he materialized. He wasn’t a sheet or a spectral mist. He was the perfect, sculpted embodiment of shadow, a man stitched together from cosmic cold and palpable malevolence.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

Mr. Sterling was from out of town, his accent a low, rumbling melody that hinted at old money and even older secrets. I’d been working on the Harrington merger for months, flying back and forth, enduring endless conference calls with Mr. Sterling and his team. And, today, we’d finally sealed the deal.

“Stella,” he’d said, his eyes crinkling at the corners, “a deal this significant deserves a proper celebration. I’d be honored if you’d join me for dinner.” I hesitated for a split second, the professional in me battling the flicker of intrigue. But the thrill of closing such a massive deal, coupled with his undeniable charisma, won out. “I’d love to, Mr. Sterling.”

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