It was supposed to be an easy housesitting gig.
Kick back in a luxurious Victorian house for a few days. Hand out Halloween candy and score a payday.
I wasn’t counting on the home invasion.
Everything was going to plan until my last group of trick or treaters were three tall, stacked men wearing masks that barge in and tie me to a chair after a nearby robbery goes wrong.
Now, I’m a smart girl who knows how to pivot when I need to. We have to do something to pass the time until the cops clear out, right? So why not get me my own little holiday treat or three?
I mean, who hasn’t had the fantasy of being tied up by masked men and being forced to…wait, is it forced if you beg for it?
I’ll take the treats they offer and enjoy every minute of it, but this is Halloween so they shouldn’t be surprised when there’s some tricks that go hand and hand with it.
After all…’tis the season!
