The Joker Has come to play (Stranger's POV)

I’m Bruce. My friends call me dirt box. They call me that because I pick up sluts on most nights out who are usually drunk and not the sort ot girl to show off to mum.

I'm good looking and athletic. Blonde blue eyed and a semi pro footballer. So girls are not a problem to me.

Tonight its Halloween and I'm out as the Joker.

I walked up to this drunk chick. She was cained. She was perfect prey for me. Brown with a good figure. Tall and slender but with curves. She was sressed as that girl out the Adams family.

I had been watching her dance with this dude who was also dressed as the Joker. He had been gone a while but she had continued to dance alone. Her movement was a little slower than before and she was less steady. If she hadnt had a guy I'd be all over her by now.

Then she locked eyes on me snd strutted towards me

“There you are. “

She pulled my tie. I lurched forward kissed me full on the lips.

Oh, did she know what she was in for