Last Halloween

My Halloween gig ended with an anonymous MFF threesome in the mansion's library. Now I have a secret about two very famous people.

You are not going to believe what happened to me on Halloween. I've had some wild nights working private gigs, but this one? This one takes the entire fucking cake.

The job was at the Pittock Mansion. Yes, the Pittock Mansion, overlooking all of Portland like some gothic castle. It was rented out for some ultra-exclusive Halloween party. The kind of party where the money is so old it's practically fossilized. Driving up the winding road, I already knew this wasn't going to be my usual craft beer crowd. The place was lit up dramatically, all shadows and spotlights, making it look even more imposing than usual. I felt like I was showing up to work at Dracula's house.

My costume was pretty low-key. I needed to be able to work, so I wore a tight black corset over a billowy white blouse, a very short black skirt, and my trusty combat boots. Practical, but a little bit slutty. I pulled my black hair into its usual messy bun, swiped on some extra eyeliner, and figured I was "Portland hot" enou…