Michael is sitting at the bar at a local pub as he does every night. This night is a little different, it's October thirty first; its Halloween.
Michael lives in sorrow and haunted with visions of the horrible things he has done. He self medicates himself with alcohol.
Michael is a handsome man. He's six foot tall, black hair, hazel eyes, short trimmed beard and a toned build.
He watches a news release on the television where another woman was found mutilated by some sort of animal. He knows it was him who committed the atrocity. His mind is filled with glimpses of the carnage and can hear her screams in is head.
He wishes to be able to end his life. But his curse will not permit it. He is condemned to eternal life as a monster. He dreams of being normal and live a normal life. He wants love and happiness.
Micheal looks at the clock on the wall and its 11:55 in the evening. He orders another drink to help blur his memory as an attractive young woman sits next to him. She's about 30 years old long brunette hair, green eyes, tan complexion and a beautiful body. She's wearing a black leather miniskirt with matching riding boots and a charcoal colored button up blouse showing her cleavage. He resists speaking to her because he knows what her fate would be.
The young woman turns to him and asks.
"Aren't you going to offer to buy me a drink handsome?"
He just looks forward and replies softly.
"I'm a dangerous man sweetheart, you don't want anything to do with me."
She laughs out loud and says.
"Ohhhhh a mysterious tough guy I see, well you're my kind of guy."
She places her hand on his thigh and he looks at her hand. She has blood red polished nails and a skull ring on her ring finger. He then looks over at her and says.
"You don't want to do that."
"What's your name big boy? I'm Alicia"
She asks as her hand glides to his inner thigh. He grabs her hand and moves it back to her lap and replies.
"My name is Michael."
"Well Mike, howbout that drink?"
She asks in a seductive tone.
Michael lets out a breah and reluctantly orders her drink and puts it on his tab.
"So why are you so dangerous Mike? Are you like a secret agent or something?"
She asks while chuckling.
"You really don't want to know hun."
He replies.
As she reaches to his crotch and grabs the bulge in his jeans she says.
"Ohhhhh on the contrary, I want to know...everything."
Michael's body tenses up as he hasnt been touched that way in many years. A tingling sensation rushed his entire body as she rubbed him.
He so wanted to move her hand away but the mixture of animal lust and the human desire for sex controlled his mind and body.
He looked down as she hiked up her skirt to reveal her black lace panties.
She lifted his chin with her fingertips to
make eye contact with him.
"C'mon Michael, you know you want it."
She said with the devil in her voice."
"Alicia, you're playing a dangerous game here."
Michael said with sincerity.
"Mmmmmmmm I love danger..."
She said with a mischievous grin.
He just looks at her and shakes his head.
"C'mon let's finish these drinks and go outside."
She said while gently squeezing his
testicles.
