At the Radio Station WXXR 97.3….

the “On-Air” sign flashes on and Alice gets on the mic:
“Happy Halloween you lady-luck lezbos out there in lezbo land!”
“That was Monster Mash by….well…umm…i dont know who the heck sings that song but we all know it right? If Princess Diana hadnt died we’d still know that ‘Candle in the wind’ song.”

Alice takes a swig of coffee and grimaces…

“This coffee tastes like poopee shit. Anyhow ladies – Its that time of the year when latex body suits are not only tolerated but encouraged…on that note – everyone needs to come down to the “Halloween Titty-Be-Gone Ball” ,another benefit for my friend Max who is still trying to undergo a full on transgender transformation. She…i mean ‘He’ has raised enough money for top surgury but you gotta have the beans to go with the frank if you know what i mean. Come on down tonight at Milk for candy apples, lovely ladies, and some neck biting. Scary sexy costumes are required! We’ll be right back after this musical break.”

The “On-Air” sign goes dim, as Alice punches the ‘play’ button on the console.
“Monster Mash” plays again.

The station manager runs into the studio, “Monster Mash again! Thats the 5th time today! What’s going on Alice!?”

“Its a good song. Fuck off!” Alice said as she popped a handful of pills.

“If ratings weren’t through the roof you know i would find another bubbly lesbian just like that to replace you?!” the manager said.

“But try and find one with a nice pair of these,” Alice said as she rubbed her cleavage on the microphone, obviously under the heavy influence of mixed pills.

“Damnit…let me get those sanitary wipes again!!” the station manager said as she stormed out of the studio.

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meanwhile at Max, Shane, and Jenny’s pad….

Max takes off his pants and begins to stare at his fake penis in the mirror – Bending it to take various forms and positions, he smiled with the thought of one day actually becoming a man – maybe even a lovely lady’s husband!

Shane walks in.
“Nice cock!” Shane quipped
“Thanks Shane. Im trying different sizes and colors. Im really stoked about this one” Max said as he whipped out a neon pink fake cock.
Shane scratched her chin in puzzlement and bewilderment.
“you dont like it?” Max asked with a slight undertone of disappointment.
“Well…im not the biggest fan of cock in general, but if i had to pick i’d maybe pick one that had a tad more….hmmm…whats the word?….flair!” Shane replied.

Max fumbles through his drawer of cocks and pulls out a neon orange one.
“How about this one? i think this is perfect for the ball tonight.” Max asked.
“Happy Halloween!” Shane said in approval as she walked out of the room.

Max put the neon orange cock between his legs.
“Trick or Treat bitches!” Max said as he smiled the smile of ages.

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back at the station….

Alice is crashed out on the console – face down. Monster Mash ends and starts again.
The station manager storms into the studio and nudges Alice awake…
She abrubtly jumps up.
“What the hell Alice! I leave for 5 minutes and you fall asleep and leave this god-forsaken song on repeat?!”

Alice shooes her away and continues her broadcast.

“I’m back ladies. That was Monster Mash….again….and well…I love that song and it really gets my vagina in the Halloween spirit. I think we’re gonna take some calls now.”

She flicks a button on the console..

“This is Alice, and you’re on the chart.”
“Wow…I can’t believe I’m really on the radio! hey mom!”
“Yeah that’s great…moving along…”

Alice hangs up and flicks a button.

“This is Alice, and you’re on the chart.”
“Good Morning Alice…” the caller says in a very low seductive voice.
“now the question of the day is…What is it about halloween that is so sexy?”
“hmmm…that is a very complicated question Alice…”
“Elaborate for me caller.”
“Well…Halloween has always been traditionally known throughout various cultures as “the day of the dead”. It is the one day in a calendar year that the bounderies between the spirit realm and the moral realm are virtually nonexistent. Contact can be exchanged between the two worlds, and dressing up in costumes and masks can make that sensual exchange between realms easier to deal with. Its much easier to make love to a ghost when they can’t see your real face.”

Alice becomes a bit hot n’ bothered and adjusts herself in her chair.

“Wow…you sure do have a cute voice and knowledge to boot. So to stay on topic, have you ever made love to a ghost?”
the caller pauses briefly.
“As a matter of fact I have. I once made love to a woman from the turn of the century. She died of a rare blood disorder alone in her room, but she was ravishing. The blood disorder gave her face a pale gloom that looked magical in the moonlight. She would beckon me every 5th of December at exactly mignight. The coldest day of winter she used to say.”
“Wow…an actual ghost! Spooky! So its like screwing the ghost of Christmas past…or something?” Alice asked.
“Not exactly. There are many types of ghosts in this world. Some travel among the living. Some ghosts live in the mortal shells of men and women, Alice”
“Like the Exorcist…Did any of these ghost lovers spit pea soup at you and masterbate with a crucifix?”
“not exactly…our souls can rest in a dorment space within and the body can live on. You can see the spirit arise again in certain sexual encounters.”
“Really now?”
“Yes, really.”
“So in essence your saying you can fuck the ghost out of them?”
“Yes…I had an encounter with a gorgeous woman. Only a mere shell that once housed the spirit of her former self. She had her heart completely broken beyond repair and became obsessed with her former lover in a very unhealthy way.”
“Uh Huh..go on,” Alice said feeling a bit uncomfortable. This caller was hitting very close to home.

“But when i fucked her I got to see the inner passion that she had inside of her…the ghost of her. I tasted her darkness within and I would like to do it again…”

“uh….whats your name caller?” Alice asked feeling unnerved and turned-on.

“Uta….I’ve come for you Alice.”

Alice jumped up nervously from the chair hitting her head on the overhead light.

“Fuck!” she yelps and grabs her head. She nervously goes back to the mic.

“umm…Thank you caller, we’ll be right back after a few songs.” She abrubtly hangs up on the call and hits ‘play’. “Monster Mash” blares through the studio speakers, “shit…”

She reaches for her pills and coffee. The “On-Air” sign goes dim.

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PART II coming up!!!!!