It was turning out to be a wonderful Halloween. It had been a stretch. I probably wouldn't have had the nerve to do it if I had been alone. I got the idea 2 days before while jogging in Golden Gate Park. The gardeners had been trimming the palm trees. There in the dumpster were a bunch of very large leaves. As soon as I saw them the thought flashed through my mind, "Adam". I laughed at the thought. I wondered if I would have the nerve. I dared myself. "I'll pick them up on the way back if they're still there", I told myself. 15 minutes later they were still there and it still seemed like a good idea. So I picked one up and ran home with it.

I tried to reach some friends and join them for Halloween but you know how it is sometimes. "I'll get back to you. etc. etc....". That was discouraging, but I was determined to have a great time on Halloween, my favorite holiday. When Donna at work asked if I knew of any parties, I told her I knew of three. She was always complaining about her husband. She said that she was dying to go out. " I haven't been out in 5 years. I deserve a life once in a while don't I?" Since my friends had flaked on me I asked Donna if she wanted to go together. Affter all I knew I was not up to wearing the fig leaf costume by myself. I mentioned my idea to her. She seemed ok with it.

We met at work and I got into her car for the ride to San Francisco. After we arrived, she asked me if I was really going to wear the fig leaf costume to the party. I had brought a more traditional devil's costume along as well just in case wering the leaf didn't feel right. I thought for a moment and then boldly said,"Sure, why not. This is San Francisco and its Halloween night. Anything goes."

It was a strange feeling as I took off all of my clothes and put everything except my leaf and my belt into Donna's trunk. I was very nervous as I walked into the party. But there was no shocked reaction from the people. They seemed to recognize and accept Adam instantly. They loved it. If someone didn't recognize me and asked me who was, I thrust a once bitten apple towards them and ask conspiratorily, "Wanna bite?" Most of the people would raise their hands as if to fend off evil and back away.

"Uh, no I don't think so. I'm not hungry . I just ate."

Of course a lot of people were looking at my bare backside. But for an average looking guy who doesn't normally get a lot of attention, it was kind of nice for a change to be noticed. Out of the corner of my eye I could see women stealing glances. Some of the women were giggling, but it was not without pleasure. One woman came up and said, "I really like your costume and your butt".

Wow. No one had ever told me they liked my butt before. I'd been told that I had a "pimply butt" once, but never anything so positive. One Oriental woman came up and said in a heavly accented English,"I admire you". I thought that this must be the reaction a beautiful woman gets when she walks into a room. I could see where it would be tiring after a while, but for me it was intoxicating. And if it got tiring, the remedy was simple, I could just put on the devil's costume.

Donna on the other hand was not getting into the swing of things. Although she had seemed a little surprised at my nerve, she didn't seem particularly embarrassed by it. Rather she seemed ill at ease with herself.

" I need a drink. It's been five years since I've been out", she said immediately upon arrival. But she didn't get one. I for my part was too wrapped up in my role to worry too much about her. I was having the time of my life. I did stay with her and introduce her as the "Genie". She was wearing a sexy and beautifully made belly dancing costume. After about 15 minutes I asked her if she was enjoying herself. She replied that it wasn't like the parties she remembered where people danced. So we danced.

Dancing with only a fig leaf on presents any number of challenges. I had to make sure that the leaf didn't break off or fall. Also I had to control my emotions. After all I was dancing with an attractive woman who was half naked. I was 99% naked. If I enjoyed myself too much, everyone would know about it.

After we had danced for 10 minutes or so , Delmy shocked me by announcing, "I have to go".

"What?" I asked in disbelief. "You can't go. We're going to 3 parties tonight, remember?"

"Well then, I have to call my husband at work. He said he wanted to meet me at the Castro Party later".

This was all news to me. She had never mentioned any other plans to me.

"Whatever", I thought with irritation. "Go. I'll get my things and wear my other costume. I can take the bus home." I was glad I had brought a backup costume. That one week of being a boyscout was paying off. Be prepared. I told her where the phones were and told her I'd be in the same area. I continued having the time of my life.

Things would have been perfect if only the party had been indoors. The bar opened onto a very large patio that hung out over the bay. Although it was a warm night by San Francisco standards, it was still chilly with no clothes on. My bare butt was starting to get very cold. When one woman came up from behind me and as a joke, cupped my buns in her hands I welcomed it more for the warmth it offered than anything else.

I was really starting to think seriously about changing into my warmer costume. I looked around, a bit concerned. The thought entered my mind, "Where is she? She's been gone a long time. How long does it take to make a phone call.?" Then I dismissed the concern. "She probably is in the bathroom. Maybe there's a line." I continued having fun, but it was starting to get a bit tiring. "Where is she? Hurry up Donna"

I began to think that perhaps she couldn't find me. I walked all around, ignoring comments about my rear end. As 20 minutes stretched into 35 a panic began to descend upon me. I was naked and alone and cold. I had no money and no car. I was 6 miles from my warm bed. 6 miles through some of the worst neighborhoods in San Francisco. I walked outside to where Donna's car had been. It was gone. I felt like I was in a bad Twilight Zone episode. I couldn't believe or comprehend how this could be happening to me. In the back of my mind I kept expecting her to walk up and say, "Ok. Sorry . Lets go."

To make matters worse, as the party progressed, people were getting drunker and drunker. They were losing many of their inhibitions and judgement. One woman dressed as a nun came up and slapped me hard on my butt, It hurt. "Shame on you", she scolded. One man dressed as a big baby with a sign that said "El Nino" kept squirting water on my already freezing backside. One man simply came up and grabbed my leaf and broke it off. Now I had 2 smaller leafs which I hastily rearranged. One unidentified person stuck his or her finger in my crack. Yes It's Halloween in San Francisco and anything goes. I was starting to get a little scarred. I wondered if I could run 6 miles home naked. Even if I did, I'd have to wake up and face my roommates.

Just at that moment I thought I heard someone call my name. Relieved, I spun around quickly expecting to see Donna. But I was wrong. It wasn't her. She never came back.
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