The woods at night Stories

Though Beau and I were busy with work and family, we made a point to get together for pizza and beer every Thursday evening. Our wives found the ritual endearing, so they tolerated it without complaint. Now that it was October, night descended far more quickly, and it was already dark when I entered the restaurant. "Sorry I'm late," I told my friend. "Shit got crazy just before I left work. You know how it is." "I sure do...

Samhain evening. No pumpkin carving for me. Straight from the boring school party to the woods, to dance naked, a coven-less witch looking to invoke by conviction alone whatever daemonic dream may come. "Make yourself all honey, and the flies will devour you," whispers the wind. "Spread your legs and so will I." Obedient and willing, I lay down to receive the dark gift. I scream my ecstasy to the stars - and to two passin...