Morgan woke up to the buzzing sound coming from the apartment door buzzer.
He jolted up and buzzed in his guest saying through the speaker. “Come on up, the doors are unlocked.”
Morgan walked back and sat back on the couch and rubbed his eyes. Taking a deep breath in and leaning back into the couch. Morgan picked up the remote and changed the channel to the game which was already through the first period. He heard the door open.
“Hi, I Made it!” Jamie said as she entered the apartment. She took off her winter boots which pulled off her ankle socks. Jamie laughed “ All the time.” She picked them up, put them in her jacket pocket and walked down the hall.
“Nice place by the way.” Jamie said as she walked down through the short connected hallway to the living room.
“Some interesting choices of paintings.” Jamie said while she entered the living room looking at his wall decor.
“You don’t like my paintings?” Morgan asked Jamie jokingly.
“Oh they are beautiful, I almost can’t believe you painted these.” Jamie said examining the paintings and taking off her coat.
“Nice one, yeah I painted them a while ago when I was younger, and took art in college.” Morgan stood up and walked over to take her White winter coat to hang in the closet.
Jamie took off her brown fur hat and passed it along with her coat.
“Did you ever consider doing it for a living?” Jamie asked as kept looking at the painting.
“Yeah but that's a whole other story, Why does this jacket feel so heavy?” Morgan looked at the jacket.
“Oh that’s right, I almost forgot, I was so distracted by your paintings.” Jamie walked over to Morgan and reached into the jacket and pulled out two one liter bottles of vodka.
“Grab some cups I wanted to enjoy the game, where’s Cira, will she be here?” Jamie walked back over and sat down on the black sofa.
“I don’t watch too much hockey but from time to time I like to check it out, I was hoping to get drunk with your girlfriend.” Jamie said out to Morgan who was in the kitchen grabbing cups.
“Naw she sent me an email saying she couldn’t make it.” Morgan said as he walked to the table with the cups in his right hand Morgan picked up his brown sealed package.
“What was the reason, did she say?” Jamie asked as Morgan walked back to the couch with glass cups.
“No, and I didn’t bother to ask, she is usually busy or out of town.”
“Oh what does Cira do for work?”
“She does consulting for the company she works for, edge waters was the name.”
“Oh, never heard of it.”
“Yeah I truly don’t know what it's all about but like I said she is busy with whatever she does.”
Morgan passed Jamie a glass and Jamie poured the open vodka into the glass and passed the bottle to Morgan.
“Never really drink, but this vodka looks nice after a long week.” Morgan took a sip, and breathed out the fire taste into the air.
“I always bring out a bottle if I'm hanging with friends.” Jamie said as she kicked up her feet onto the couch. Jamie took a sip and smiled.
“So tell me about your girlfriend, what does she look like?”
“Well she’s tall, thin like you, long brown hair, she likes art.”
“Is this her in the paintings?”
“Yes, most of them, she is a great muse.”
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“I love the way you shaded her naked body to show the definition in the lighting.”
“Yeah she loved my art style and reached out to me online.”
“And She came here for you to paint her?”
“Yeah this was a while back.”
“I love this one, she's dressed here in a blue suit looking out a space station window, I love the way you painted the blue neon window.”
“Yes, that one is her favorite one as well.”
“One question, do you still paint, and why did you stop?”
“That's two and I see how you slipped that one in there.”
Jamie laughed and they both took another drink.
“It was two but in one question.” Jamie smiled.
“Right, well for the first one yes I would again, and why I stopped was,The paintings were from the dreams I was having. I felt it was because of the creativity but I haven't painted in awhile and the dreams never stopped.”
“Ohh dreams now I’m interested.”
“Well there of me and for some reason i'm lost and somehow can’t find myself in the unknown part of the city i'm in.”
“How does your dream even connect with the paintings of naked women?”
“Well that's the part I'm naked and trying to find clothes to cover myself with.”
“HAhhahahahah.” Jamie laughed and leaned to the side of the couch careful to not spill her cup while she giggled at his story of the dream.
“Yeah yeah laugh it up.” Morgan took a sip. And watched as his team scored a goal.
“Wooo!” Morgan cheered watching the hockey players on the screen celebrating the goal they made.
“That's time for this.” Morgan reached down and pulled up a large black bong and opened his sealed package from his mail.
“Oh yes, I waited a week for this good stuff.” opening the sealed envelope, pulling out the bag of properly fresh dried indica.
“Nice, you order online?”
“Yeah, I got it for a decent price too.”
Morgan opened the bag of weed, took a smell, then picked some out and ripped some up with his fingertips on the glass table, then placed some of the ripped up weed bits and loaded his bong bowl.
“I like to get stoned and watch the game usually, do you smoke?”
“No, I don’t smoke.”
Morgan puffed the bong as he lit the bowl with his lighter.
“You have a lot of books on the table, you must do a lot of reading.’
Morgan coughed and answered her question Taking another longer sip of vodka.
“Yes I do when I can.”
“Let me look, and see what you're reading.” Jamie leaned over to look at the books on the glass table.
“Wow, a lot of books on metaphysics and Ufo’s, are you a believer.” Jamie smiled.
“ Well to a degree, I’m still searching.”
“For what?”
“My Truth.” Morgan took another longer sip of the vodka.
“Wow, very mysterious, here cheers to Truth.” Jamie raised her cup to cheers.
“To truth.” Morgan said as they clinked the cups and sipped again with her.
They both watched the game and the home city team was down by one at the end of the second period.
“Where’s your washroom?” Jamie asked.
“Down the hall you see that first door on the left.”
Jamie looked back at the hallway bathroom door and then stood up wobbly. She laughed and grounded herself as she walked. Morgan checked her out as she walked to the bathroom; her slender figure reminded him of Cira.
“What's this second door?”
“My art room.”
“Ooh where the magic happens.” Jamie joked and walked into the bathroom.
Shutting the door behind her she pulled down her black leggings and black thong and sat on the toilet to take a piss.
Morgan loaded a bowl and inhaled the indica and exhaled coughing. He placed the bong back on the table and reached for the vodka and poured himself another full cup.
Jamie ripped some tissue and wiped her vagina lips and flushed the tissue down, she pulled up her thong and black leggings and washed her hands. Looking at herself in the mirror she checked her blonde curled hair and blue eyeshadow, moved her sweater shirt around.
Then Jamie opened the bathroom door and walked back out to the sofa, sitting down and she felt the vodka starting to take over.
Jamie picked up her cup and chugged the last of it and placed it so Morgan could pour her another glass.
“Intermission still on?”
“Yes, here cheers, thanks for coming by the way.”
“Yeah I was hoping to see Cira, but from seeing all your paintings I think I saw every part of her, from her head down to her toes.” Jamie smiled and laughed.
“Does the naked Cira bother you?”
“No, quite the opposite, I love your art style too.”
“Would you paint me?” Jamie smiled and took another sip of vodka.looking Morgan in the eyes.
“Umm well, you sure?” Morgan asked and took a long sip from the cup.
“Yes, I will pay you for it.” Jamie said and took a long drink too.
“Sure I will after the game.” Morgan said and puffed his bong. Jamie Smiled and picked up her feet onto the couch.
As the third and last period of play began.
Jamie noticed every now and then Morgan peek over at her soles and toes. Thinking back now she was now happy she left her socks off.
Morgan was baked from the Indica and feeling drunk from the vodka he was thinking to himself, her body is close to Cira’s I could probably pass it off as her. But her feet were a little longer than Ciras.
Morgan opened the second bottle and poured them both full cups.
“You like my feet?” Jamie smiled and asked morgan.
“I think they are long and elegant.” Morgan passed her full cup.
“Awe thanks, I never heard anyone compliment my feet before.”
“Do you think you can paint me drunk?”
“Never tried but I'm sure I could.” Then they both took a long drink.
The home city scored before the end of the period. They both cheered and the game went into overtime. It was a fast paced overtime play which resulted in the home city team losing.
“Ahhh. oh well there's another game sunday.”
They both sat on the couch as Morgan changed the channels to some music.
Jamie asked , “So when do you want to paint me?”
“Right now if you would like?”
“Yes, let's go to your art room.”
End of chapter 002 The Shadow Beings ofNight Written by Travis Willier Copyright 2023