Samhain Shenanigans of the Satyr
A conventional, slightly repressed town in 1950s America is paid a visit on All Hallows’ Eve by the mischievous Satyr…I laugh as I pass through the gossamer thin veil, exuberant at my release into the orderly, unsuspecting town. Cackling, I unleash lusty sorcery from my enchanted rod. Inhibitions are dissolved; fiery passions and repressed desires are freed. Delinquent,...
