A Halloween Sex Party

In the heart of the Midwest, surrounded by seemingly endless fields of golden corn, lay the town of Hornwood. At first glance, it might seem like any other small American town, with its town square, white-picket fences, and a proud history that dates back centuries. But its roots, deeply entwined with Celtic traditions, set it apart.

The ancestors of Hornwood's residents were among the first Celtic settlers in America, and while they had ostensibly embraced Christianity, remnants of their pagan past clung to their new American lives. The old gods and their tales were shared in hushed whispers among the elders, stories of passion, sacrifice, and otherworldly encounters, particularly during Samhain.

It's not surprising then, that Hornwood's Halloween celebrations were grander, more authentic, and, some whispered, more magical than anywhere else. This year was slated to be even more remarkable. A group of high school seniors, on the cusp of adulthood and eager to make their mark, had something special planned.

Led by Cassidy, an ambitious and charismatic brunette known for her love of history and her rebellious streak, the group of friends had secured her family's sprawling home, a stately manor that had stood for generations and was said to be built on old pagan ground, was the chosen venue. The old house, with its ornate architecture and vast grounds, was perfect for what Cassidy envisioned.

Invitations, made of aged parchment sealed with an emblematic Celtic knot, found their way into the hands of select high school seniors. "A Night of Revelry," it proclaimed, "When the Veil is Thin, Let the Old Gods In." Word of the party was kept strictly among the teenagers, a pact of secrecy binding them.

The elders of Hornwood, usually in tune with the undercurrents of the town's youth, remained blissfully unaware. The weight of history and the tales they held close seemed, for once, to be nothing more than stories.

As evening descended on October 31st, Cassidy's home began its transformation. The manor's rooms were lit by candles, their flames flickering and casting ethereal shadows. The grounds echoed with the sound of laughter, music, and anticipation. Guests began to arrive wearing robes. Robes that they discarded after reaching the party.....