My parents had spent all day trying to decide what costume to wear, eventually dad decided that he was going as count Dracula and mum chose a morticia... outfit from the Addams family. Dad still looked like dad which I found funny, but mum looked amazing in her long black wig, a long black, not to flowing, gown and heavily white powered face and bright red lips.“What are you wearing?” my mother asked as I came down from my bedroom in jeans and a t-shirt.“Not sure yet”, I knew exactly what I was. ” Whatever strange force—and yes, I already believed something supernatural was at play—had infected my camera and posed me a question with such an obvious answer had wasted its time. Sure, I wanted change. Wanted it more than anything. That’s why I was going to force it; tonight, by my own hand.Then, would you like to change the lives of those you hold dear?I hadn’t expected another message.The faces of the two women I lived with—my aunt and my younger sister—surfaced momentarily from the. " Alan says."I'm doing great, you look good in black." looking at him up, and down"Thank you,, you look good in black, too, that is some dress, love those fish-nets." lifting one eye-brow."Thank you. I see you with Meire, she's a pretty cool girl." Yeah, she's nice, that crazy accent gets some getting used to though." I guess I was right." About what?" Her being your next target." she says with her trademark mischievous smile."Are you going to bring that up, now?" he says alarmed."Calm down,. " He began to pull away, "No thanks, it's too kinky for me, if that's what you're into I'd better go." She held onto him, "Don't be silly, I can see you're not the kinky type, not like him." She indicated the photographs. "He loves that sort of thing, he's still new to it, but later on I'm going to train him properly, he'll be my complete sex slave." "I've read about women like you, you enjoy dominating men don't you, well you can forget it, I'm not the submissive type." He tried to pull.