UNTITLED MASTERPIECE

Part One: BODIES

PACTS (Part Two)


Ian dressed and put away the dishes that Tippy had cleaned and Reece had put on the kitchen counter. After everything was where he wanted it to be, he hopped in his car and drove to the convenience store at the end of the street and bought a carton of cigarettes. Damn but they were expensive. He thought he should give it up.

On the drive home, he wondered where the liquor store was that was close enough to make Crystal panic and run back across the street in mid sex. As he rounded the street into the cul-de-sac, his headlights flashed on two figures; one was Jesse and the other was Tommy sitting on the porch of Tommy’s house. He wondered if they would do a repeat of what they did by his pool. He got a little hard thinking about it as he waved and pulled into his driveway.

He had barely entered the house, just enough time to flip on the lights, when his doorbell rang. He thought it might be Jesse, looking for an excuse to come by. He admitted he was a little horny, but he didn’t want to deal with a barely 20 year old trying to get in his pants. He looked out the peephole before he opened the door. He was surprised to say the least.

As he opened his front door he expressed his surprise, “I didn’t think I’d be seeing the two of you so soon.”

On his door stood Jeremy Tyson and Susan Andrews, holding hands and sheepish. “I hope you don’t mind that we stopped by without asking and so soon…” she apologized.

“But the kids are with her folks, and we didn’t want to go back to an empty house yet. We stopped for ice cream and saw your car pass by.” He explained. “Is it okay that we decided to follow you and take a chance?”

“Sure”, he opened the door wide and invited them in. “Welcome to my humble abode.”

Susan looked around, “Oh my, Miss Elizabeth left just about everything.”

“You’ve been here before?”

Jeremy said, “Oh, yes many times. The Elysian’s were two of our favorite people. They are the ones that actually introduced us.”

Susan squeezed her husband’s firm shoulder. “They were such romantics.” Susan’s eyes shown bright and she walked to a large painting on the wall on the stair wall. “Oh, she left this behind. I can’t believe it!”

Jeremy and Ian joined her and admired. “I love it, couldn’t bear to take it down or move much at all. It just seemed right the way it was.”

Jeremy touched the painting. “Did you know that Herman painted this?”

“No, I didn’t.”

“He was quite the artist. He worked in studio make up all his life, but painting was his real passion.”

“I didn’t know that either.”

Susan turned to Ian, “She was a contract player for a while, that’s how they met. She wouldn’t discuss it much, but whenever she was out of the room, Herman loved to talk about the old days.”

Jeremy put his arms around his wife’s shoulders, “But as