Hell-o-weener

Damien heard the doorbell go again, this was about the 10th time it had rung tonight. 'Damn kids' he thought, looking at the almost empty pumpkin shaped candy bowl. Still it was Halloween, and his first one in the big city. It had always been a great holiday back home, with the whole town getting into the spirit of costumes and decoration. He missed that and was glad to find that kids were kids even in apartment blocks.

The doorbell rang again, longer this time.

"Yeah, yeah I'm getting there," he yelled looking round for his fright mask. He had dressed for the occasion in a black leotard with a glowing white skeleton printed front and back. Finding the grinning skull mask he donned it, hid the candy bowl behind his back and opened the door.

A tall redhead stood in the passage, no kids in sight. She was wearing dark red leather corset red fishnets and tall red platform boots, from behind her black bat wings veined in red peeked out. He moved his gaze with over a corset and bustier which had scooped her breasts into showing some serious cleavage. He eyes were shadowed with darker hues of red, which contrasted, wildly with the green of her eyes. Her face was pale, her lips ruby red and shiny with gloss, her long red hair swept up in a ponytail. Plastic horns sprouting from her forehead completed the devilish look. " Trick or Treat" she husked one hand playing with a strand of copper hair.

He was dumbfounded for a second, Mr Johnson, not so, he was suddenly very conscious of the profound bulge at his crotch. 'Yeah,' he thought, "Leotard, great idea you dumb ass' Moving the candy bowl down to cover his projecting member he stammered "Uh yes Miss, can I help you?"

Her sultry voice responded "You're Damien , right, "

"Uh yes , yes I am but…" he was feeling a little confused. Here at his doorstep was a gorgeous sexily dressed vamp who knew his name. He who had only been in the apartment for a week, who had only been in the city for a fortnight, his company having put him up in a hotel, while he was house hunting.

"I'm Sasha," she said with a smile, "so are you going to invite me in or what?"