Halloween 1999
The wind ruffles your hair as you watch the road from the top of Oliver's lighthouse. As you see his headlights approach, you smile and duck back inside.
You told Oliver that you'd be out of town for two days, tonight (Halloween) and tomorrow. Instead, you stayed to get things ready. You convinced your Employer's representative, Rick, to talk Oliver into a small Halloween shindig. It accomplished just what you needed it to, getting Oliver out of the house long enough to set up your treat, and getting him into a costume.
When you hear the sound of Oliver's car door shutting from outside, you peek out the window halfway down the staircase. What you see brings an even bigger smile to your face, and starts your heart beating very fast. Oliver is dressed as Indiana Jones.
You adjust yourself back into your Elvira dress as you crouch behind Oliver's sofa. It seemed like a good idea, something Oliver might like you in, but it's cut very low...and very high. Too late now, you realize as you sink even lower upon hearing the door open.
As he moves past the sofa, you venture to peer over the top. He's moving into the bedroom. Good. You see his light come on. You wait a moment. He has to have found your note by now. You left it laying in the middle of his bed, surrounded by black rose petals. You see him emerge from the bedroom, looking both ways with a smile on his face. Your note read: Trick or Treat, Seek the light, You will find me, On this night.
Oliver heads upstairs to the light tower. You take the opportunity to step out from behind the sofa and arrange yourself on it. He should, by now, have reached the top and retrieved the note you left taped to the light. It reads: Empty above, Which now you know, What waits for you, Lies down below.
Soon, Oliver's silhouette fills the entry to the stairwell.
"Welcome."
"Hello there. I thought you were going out of town?"
"Tonight your girlfriend has gone away, and left me in her place."
"Ah. I see. So I have the pleasure of addressing?"
"The Mistress of the Dark."
You hear him clear his throat. "May I turn on the light?"
"If you wish."
He turns on a shaded lamp in the hallway. Its soft light barely reaches you. You lay on your side on the couch, your leg slightly bent. From the look on his face, he likes very much.
"Why don't you come closer, Mr. Jones?"
Oliver smiles and steps closer, leaving his hat and whip on a nearby dresser. He kneels before you and places his hand on your bent knee. He grins wider. "I like the dress."
"Do you?"
He nods and begins to run his warm soft hand higher up your leg. His eyes never leave you own. "I do very much."
"Show me," you whisper.
His hand moves up onto your hip as he leans forward and kisses you...
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