"My name is Joe."

"Fiona Goode." She smiled.

"Beautiful name.. for an incredibly beautiful woman."

"Heh!  Thanks.."

"Do you mind if I sit here?"

"No!  No, not at all!  Go ahead!  Order a drink and.. relax." Fiona giggles softly.

"I will." Joe smiles and orders a drink.

**

Joe and Fiona sat and talked for a while.  They really enjoyed each other's company.

"So Fiona.. Tell me, what is a gorgeous woman like you sitting here all alone?"

"Oh I.. just came to uh.. think."

"Think?" Joe chuckled.

"Yeah!  What?  Because I'm blonde I can't think?"

"No!  No, of course not." He nods and laughs.

"I've had a long hard day, and I needed to.. unwind."

"I see.  Well if you'd like.. you can unwind at my place?  We could.. talk."

"Talk, huh?  Yeah, okay." Fiona smiles.

"Maybe have a drink or two?  This place is filled with a bunch of lonely old drunks!"

"Oh like us?"

"We're not lonely!  We're sitting here together, aren't we?"

"We are." Fiona smiles.

"Yes.  Now.. shall we?" Joe offers her his hand.

"We shall." Fiona hops down and takes his hand.

**

Joe unlocks the door to his apartment, and lets Fiona in first. "I wasn't expecting company." He says.

"Heh, I wasn't expecting Buckingham Palace."

"A woman like yourself deserves to be surrounded by beauty and grace."

"Heh!"

"Sit down.  Bourbon?"

"Absolutely." Fiona says with a smile.

Joe pours them each a glass, and sits across from Fiona.

Fiona looks around his apartment and notices so much art.  She could tell there was so much more to this man, than just a sax player.

"You're not just any old broke-down sax man, you're a college-educated one."

"Ya got me!" Joe smiles.

Fiona giggles.

"Oh goodness!  You're gonna have to excuse me for a minute." She stands.

"Sure!  Although.. it's not very inviting in there."

Fiona walked to the restroom and looked herself in the mirror.  Giving herself a quick check, she then grabbed her phone from her purse.

She had received a text from her great aunt Virginia.

*Hello, Fiona.  Just texting to see how you and Cordelia are doing.  I miss you both.  Hope to see you two around the holidays.*

Fiona sighed and rubbed her head before stuffing her phone back into her purse.

"I can't do this." She said quickly walking out and back to the living room.

"You're back!  Was the bourbon smooth enough?
Women don't usually like a harsh whiskey."

"Well, don't assume anything about me.
My taste in whiskey or men."

"May I assume that you'd like to kiss me?"

Fiona gives Joe a look.
"This was a mistake.  I ran out of sleeping pills.
It was a bad idea." She grabs her coat.

"Don't go.
This is not just a one-night stand."

"That is exactly what it is, a one-night stand."

"It could be our destiny."

"Oh, no.  Heh!
  Do you actually think my destiny is here in this roach-infested shithole?"

"Life is full of surprises."

"Well, I've had enough surprises for two lifetimes.
  I'm through with surprises."

"Were you surprised you wanted to kiss me?"

Fiona scoffs.
"No, you don't want anything to do with me.
  I am a wretched human being.  A miserable, mean goddamn bitch.  I always have been.  I've had three husbands.  I've destroyed every decent relationship I have ever had including one with my daughter."

"Love transforms."

"Oh, come on, you don't believe in love."

"Okay, let's table love, then.
What about sex?"

Joe grabs Fiona's hand as she reaches for the doorknob.  She pauses right there and smirks softly.

"Good old-fashioned great sex."

Fiona chuckles like a kid.

"That's why I took up the saxophone."

"You really are good with the ladies!" She giggles.

"Oh, I'm good."

"Hah!"

"The joke was, they always watched the bass player.
But they should've watched my fingers on the keys."

Once again Fiona giggles like a school girl.

"My body in perfect synchronization.
  An extension of my instrument.  No effort at all, just one with it.  Now, the way my lips and tongue wrapped around my instrument was impeccable.
My embouchure.."

Fiona giggles cutely as Joe walks her backwards towards the counter.

"That's how I calibrate hit those clear, high notes."

He then lifts Fiona making her gasp.

Fiona studies his eyes, and she feels herself forgetting all her worries.

She then launches forward and kisses Joe's lips.

Joe let's his hands feel around her beautiful curvaceous body.  He then lifts her up and walks her over to the bed.

Joe unzips her dress as Fiona kicks off her heals.

Now wearing only a black slip, Fiona leaned against the headboard as Joe went straight to her center.

"Ah!" Fiona threw her head back and spread her legs wider.

Joe slid his tongue over her folds, and into her wetness as he grabbed her hips in his strong hands.

Fiona shut her eyes, arched her back, and grabbed his hair.

"Mmm.. Ooh that's nice, Joe."

Joe then grabbed her tighter and intensified his tongue movement.

"Fuck!"

Fiona slowly rotates her hips against Joe's face as she feels the fire between her legs grow.
Joe then slides his fingers into her entrance making her toes curl.

"OH!  Yeah, keep going!  Shit!  Ohhhh JOE!"

Fiona bucks her hips and lets out a loud throaty moan.

Joe then kisses up her stomach and to her neck.
Fiona quickly reaches down and helps guide his hard member into her entrance.

"Fuck me, daddy!" Fiona smirks.

Joe smiles and kisses her lips.

Joe begins pounding his lower half into her making her scream in pleasure.

"Holy shit!  Wow.. you're amazing!" Fiona gasps.

"So are you.." Joe grunts. "Oh!"

"Do it!" Fiona looks into his eyes and smirks.

Joe grunted and shouted her name as he came inside of her.

"Oh yeah.. Kiss me!" She smiles.

Joe kisses her lips as Fiona claws at his back.

"Fuck that was amazing!!" Fiona moans loudly.

"Wow!  I know!  Did you see that light flicker?  Damn!"

"Yeah..
  How old are you, Joe?"

"Uh.. heh!  Don't worry about my age."

"What?  Obviously you're old!"

"Oh!  Thanks."

"Well compared to me!" Fiona giggles and plays with his hair.

Joe then laughs before attacking her neck with kisses.

"Ahhh!  JOE!" Fiona laughs uncontrollably.

***

The next morning.

Fiona got out of bed and went to Joe's restroom to freshen up.

Fiona gasped when she opened the shower curtain to see a dead body.

"What the hell?" She then rolled her eyes and shook her head.

After freshening up she went back to the bedroom.

She saw Joe dressed and smiling.
Fiona giggled and kissed his lips before grabbing her slip and walking towards the mirror.

"Where do you think you're going? We've only just begun." Joe stands up and walks over to Fiona.

"Heh.. You know, it was a charming evening, but, uh, that dead body in your bathtub is going to start putting off some very noxious odors soon."

"Just a few fumes." Joe pouts.

"You're no angel, Fiona."

"Hah!"

"Although you always did have someone tidy up after you, didn't you?"

"You know, it was fun, our little romantic game but I've called the police, and they're gonna be coming shortly."

"Oh, you'd never do that.  You hate the coppers.
We're one and the same, you and me." He smiles.

"When was the last time that your body made a light show, huh?  My guess is never!
  Oh, you're afraid.  You're afraid of your own pleasure.  It makes you feel weak like you need somebody.  That's why you're going."

"You're drawing ridiculous conclusions.
I don't even know your last name, and I don't care to."

"Oh, you don't know me, but there's nothing I don't know about you.  Your secrets, your dreams, everything.  I've been watching over you since you were 8 years old."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Joe then goes on to tell Fiona a story about the first time he helped her when she was just a child.

"That was you?"

"That bully had it coming." He smiles.

"I knew I didn't do it.
  Why did you help me? Who are you?
.... What are you?"

"At first, I saw you as the daughter that I never had.
I wanted to protect my little flower.
But you are no hothouse orchid.
There's nothing fragile about you, Fiona.
As you.. As you grew, I began to see the fire in your belly and the steel running down your back.
You were the most fearsome thing that ever lived.
And while others only saw the ruthless manipulator I saw so, so much more.
.. And my feelings became complicated.  And I fell in love.  But not like a father.
.. Like a man."

"I don't believe in ghosts."

"Nor did I feel like one.  I felt like I was locked in an airless closet for eternity.
And when you arrived, you gave meaning to my endless, tortured days.  All I wanna do is give you pleasure.  You deserve it." Joe then stands and grabs Fiona. "Baby, you've lived through so much."

Joe kisses her, and for a moment Fiona kisses him back.  Suddenly reality hits her, and she slaps Joe across the face.

"Jesus Christ.
  You call that a seduction, huh?  What an idiot.
Telling me my life story.  How you watched me grow old.  What was that?" Fiona motions towards the bed. "A mercy lay?!"

"It was a.. culmination." Joe smiles.

Fiona slams her purse down and walks towards him.
"Zip me UP!"

After he does what she says, Fiona turns to him and asks, "What, were you stuck in the house?  How did you get out?  Who let you out?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Who was it?  Tell me!"

".. Your daughter let me out."

"She knew how to do that?"

Joe shrugs. "She's your kid!"

"Why did she let you out?"

"I promised her something."

"What did you promise her?"

"It doesn't matter."

"No!  What did you promise her?  Tell Me!"

"I.. I.."

"JOE!" Fiona shouted, and once again the lights flickered.

"I told her I would.. I would kill you."

"What?" Fiona felt her heart drop.

"I lied!  I would never hurt you, Fiona!  I love you!"

"STOP IT!  You don't love me!  You don't even know me!"

"But I do!"

"No!  I.. she.. she really wanted you to kill me?"

Joe sighs and nods his head.

"Wow!" Takes a deep breath and swallows the painful lump in her throat. "That little bitch."

"I'm sorry."

"I guess she really is my daughter.. I tried killing my mother hundreds of times."

Joe then smiles and walks towards her. "Like mother like daughter."

"NO!" Fiona steps back and points her finger at him. "You keep your distance, lover boy.
Go haunt someone else's life!"