He hated this time of year when the trick or treaters called. He just could not cope with their misplaced joy. When he was married he used to hand over cash–but no longer. He usually ignored the knock at the door.

When it came this night he was especially fractious. “Go away, just go away!” he shouted. When the street fell silent he thought he was clear of this trick or treat nuisance. Then he heard a noise at the rear of his house, where he had left the door open.

He entered his kitchen to see it occupied by 3 young women, all in masks and all dressed in such soft and liquid like black satin dresses. They advanced as he saw them and they seemed unafraid of anything.

“WH-What do you want….?” he stammered.

“Mr. Dozem, you are leading such a sad, stressed out life. And we thought we might try to improve it for you. Remember when you used to teach us at 16 plus? You were very inspiring! Yet you seem to have gone into yourself somewhat. So we thought we would help you come out of your shell. We tricked our way in to your house. Now you are going to get our soothing, little treat before we check ourselves out.”

Suddenly the masks came off to reveal such sensual, yet caring young faces. Faces that he recognised from years before. Two young ladies advanced on him and put their arms over his shoulders before pulling him into the wicker chair in front of his kitchen. The third stood to one side of him and suddenly dangled a bright, reflective diamond-encrusted pendant before his eyes.

“That’s right, it’s late and you really do want to fall asleep. Don’t you Mr. Dozem? You really would like to close those soooo tired eyes. There has been soooo much to worry about. But just look at the pendant swinging softly, sweetly, and oh so prettily and enticingly to and fro. Back and forth, too and fro like a soft glowing cradle ready to envelop and nestle your tired little head in an ocean of soft deeeep, gentle, sooothing, sweeet, alluring, languorous, lovely and lulling, lullaby caressing hypnotic sleeeep. You want to sleeeep don’t you?”

As the young lady bewitchingly leading this trio of tantalisers soothingly, gently, softly and oh so hypnotically swayed the glowing pendant before his sooo tired, sleeeepy eyes, he became aware of the softly swishing, satin clad hips of the other two young ladies swaying at each side of him in time with the gentle, warm rhythm of the shiny, glistening pendant.

He became acutely aware of the soft, gossamer swathes of soft satin at either side of him. They were like silken, soothing butterflies of relaxing, rhythmic rest swaying at either side of him. All he saw, heard, and felt was enticing , entrancing , enchanting and encircling his sooo sleeepy soul. The two silent ladies swished, swished, swisshed, swissshhed softly sensually and sooo soooo sweetly soporifically at either side of him. They seemed like the guardians of sweet female Morpheus mesmerizingly moving his now malleable marvelling soul into the depths of silken dreamland.

At long last his head lolled against one of the swaying, swishing, satin, silk, soothing and sleepily entrancing skirts as gentle fingers stroked the sleep inducing yet sensually powerful spot beside his earlobes….

“Now Mr. Dozem , you are once more in our power. The night of all hallows eve is so youthful, the moon so silvery and softly soothing. We have tricked you into a sleepy, soft, enticing treat that you won’t forget in a hurry….”

The spokeswoman of the group slithered over and placed one of her hands between each of the other girls’ shoulders. “Both of you were right. Mr. Dozem is the one we needed.”
Then the three young ladies chanted in unison:
“Wonderful teacher, our words you will heed.
“Magical beings are we three indeed.
“Before struck the clock the grand witching hour.
“You rest enthralled in our hypnotic power.
“Upon you no magic spells did we apply.
“Thanks to you our powers will soon amplify.
“Earth, Air, Water, Fire, and all forces arise,
“Embrace we all things, all worlds, all times, and all skies.

The leader’s pendant began to potently pulsate with increasingly vibrant powers. With each flash, each woman felt a stronger surge of ecstasy coursing through every cell of her luscious body and each iota of her essence. When the clock struck twelve, the pendant sent forth its strongest pulsation.

As the other two basked in the energies all three had received, their leader placed both her hands on the still spellbound Mr. Dozem. “You will always remember everything that has taken place this night. Nevertheless, you will only be able to communicate about these things when one or more of we three gives you permission. The flame of life that has in the past inspired you will be reignited and burn more brightly than ever before.”

With that, each of the girls hugged and kissed him. Then the leader’s beautiful face broke in to a mischievous smile.
When Mr. Dozem awoke the next morning, he couldn’t understand why he felt so giddy about Halloween. He also couldn’t figure out why he was standing on his head (with a hard-on) in his kitchen!

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