The blissful halloween night alone as you watch the neighborhood kids finish up their trick or treating, but the blissful moment of silence is interrupted by the realization you aren’t alone… and then by a deep inhale against your neckline. “Hey there, lil’ lamb.” Bob purrs, his hot, wet breath crawling across your skin. “Such a pity you decided to stay out tonight; well, only a pity for you.” You can hear his pent-up excitement in his voice as he places his hands on your shoulders.