This began at my friends Halloween party this year (2009). Costumes were mandatory and because I didn’t have a job at the time I couldn’t go out and buy a new costume, so I had to improvise with what I had at home. Since I am a heavy set guy with long hair and a totally bitchin goatee I just put on my red gym shorts, a plain blue shirt, a pair of flip flops, tied my hair back and went as the comic book store guy from The Simpsons. Of course there was liquor at the party; I didn’t drink much because I knew I had to drive home. After my two shots of Jeagermister I started to mingle with other people there. Some people I see every day at my community college, some I have never seen before in my life, and some people I hadn’t seen since I graduated high school in ’08. One of these people was Amy.

I was incredibly surprised to see here there. The surprise was from two reasons 1) I didn’t know that she knew Shawn well enough to be invited to his Halloween party; 2) I thought she was going to school at NAU in Flagstaff. I decided it really didn’t matter why she was there, as long as she was I figured I’d go and say hello.

She came to the party dressed as an angel; her costume was made from a white furry corset that barley held in her D cup breasts and had a matching short skirt, white thigh high stockings that ran all the way down her long sexy legs to a pair of white leather boots, and a pair of wings attached to the back, they were also white. Now looking back at it it’s a little ironic that she was wearing all white, the color of purity, and it wasn’t very long until she became anything but pure.

We talked a little, mostly about school, which was how I found out that she wasn’t going to NAU anymore because her financial aid fell through and now she was going to community college on the opposite side of town that I was. It was a little hard for me to talk to her because she was already very drunk, I think she was about to do shot number five by the time we started chatting, and because of just how fucking hot she looked in her costume. If we weren’t in my friends house, and if I was a little more drunk I would tear her little costume off and do her right then and there. I had to try really hard not to think about this because I was wearing gym shorts at the time and I didn’t want anything embarrassing to pop up.