The moon was full and bright as the three young women moved through the shadows. They were each dressed in black, and armed with eggs, shaving cream, and soap. It was Devil's Night, the night before Halloween, and the three high-school seniors were out to commit some devilry of their own.
Ethan laughed at John as the boy messed up yet another throw, the football missing his outstretched fingers by at least a foot. His blonde bangs danced over his flashing green eyes as he stopped to pick up the gently spinning ball. “John, you expect to be trying out for the football team this year and you can’t even play a simple game of catch right?” Ethan grinned and rested a bit, hands on his knees as his smoothly muscled shoulders rose and fell with breathing.
