Mask party Stories

I followed my best friend down a pathway, passed the manion of a wealthy old man. The path led to two big black doors. My heart was pounding through my chest and I could feel the sweat in my palms. I gulped and took in a deep breath. ''ID?'' the tall and bulky women dressed in tight black leather straps that barely cover her body asked. I reached for my ID, but before I pulled it out of my bag, my best friend pulled out a...

Tracey and I attended the Masquerade New Year celebration party at one of our neighbours' houses. We all wore fancy dress outfits, and most people wore incredible masks, which had to remain in place throughout. We mingled as soon as we arrived. I recognised some partygoers from their voices and some from their figures and sizes. The drinks were flowing, and most people were quite merry. We played party games and forfeited...

I'm not usually affected by these events. To be honest, I couldn't care less about being here. But my cousin, who is a better negotiator and persuader than I am, won me over after a tough battle. I suppose they want me here because I've become somewhat of a recluse lately. But a masquerade party? Really? I have always viewed these events as vain displays of socio-economic status. Judging by the opulence of my cousin's pen...

Litha, or Midsummer Eve, is the name given to the Wiccan Sabbat. It is the longest day and the shortest night of the year. Light triumphs, but will inevitably begin to fade as Autumn approaches. This is a time of abundance in plants and wildlife, including people. The holiday is a joyous one too for witches and wizards, especially the males, as their masculine energies get fired up. This then, was the setting for Holly Go...