Page 196 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 2

Chapter Three

“Neely where are you? Neely?”

I knew right away my best friend had just walked in the door. Before I could even turn to find her, Coley came charging out onto the back porch and wrapped her arms around me. Her curly hair was haphazardly pulled up, reminding me of her casual bohemian style. The long skirt she wore seemed so feminine and yet so chic. I envied her relaxed style that always seemed so free.

“I’ve missed you so much! I can’t believe you’re back for good,” Coley squealed without letting loose of me in the slightest.

I laughed and barely could squeeze out, “Me? What about you, little miss world traveler?”

Coley pulled back and shook her head. “Nope, I’m staying. I can write anywhere, and now that I have my most favorite two people under one roof, I have no desire to leave. Maybe I should move in, too.” She turned and winked at Caine.

Caine paused flipping the steaks and walked over to give his sister a hug and kiss on the cheek. “Not on your life, sis. I would have to kick your ass every night and tie you to your bed to keep you out of trouble. You’d send me to an early grave. I remember those days of living together, and my old ticker can’t take it.”

Coley laughed and pushed Caine in the shoulder. “You always were an old fuddy duddy. I can’t help that I live life.” She then looked back at me. “You better be careful, Neely. He likes to play boss all caveman style. You don’t know what you got yourself into.”

Caine grunted and banged his chest with his fists. “Me Man, you Woman, go get my beer!”

Everyone was laughing as Sara came out on the porch. She looked quickly at Coley and then went to Caine who was back flipping the steaks. She began to rub her hands on his back and placed little kisses on his neck. He turned to her and gave her a quick kiss on her lips then went back to cooking. She wasn’t satisfied with a simple kiss, so she began to lower her hands inch by inch down his pants. Her tiny hands raised his shirt slightly and pushed down the top of his boxers. Revealed was the small patch of hair leading down to his groin. I could see the bottom ripple of his six pack abs. I waited anxiously for her to lower his pants even further. Caine quickly grabbed her hands and gave her a warning look. Sara pouted and began to caress his back again.

Coley snapped me out of my yearning stare when she whispered, “She’s a little bitch, you know. I swear she is so insecure in the relationship. I can’t really blame her, though. She’s just another notch on my brother’s belt, and she knows it.”

I turned to her and grinned. “I’m glad I’m not the only one who thinks so. She actually threatened me to watch myself or she could make Caine kick me out.”

“Yeah like that could happen. Whatever. She’s here for right now, but he’ll soon get bored and move on to another pretty face. It’s what he does. He moves them in quickly to play house and then he kicks them out just as quickly. I hope you’re all right with seeing a new face every couple of months.” She let out an evil sounding laugh. “Or more like hearing a different moan or scream at night.”

I looked back at Sara trying her best to molest Caine and murmured, “Don’t remind me. I think I may have to get earplugs for the night. There isn’t much wall between our two beds.”

Coley laughed out loud and hugged me again. “Come on. Let’s get a drink for us and my caveman brother.”

We walked into the kitchen and opened a bottle of wine and grabbed a beer for Caine when Sara pranced in.

“Oh I got it. I can bring Caine the beer.” She quickly snatched it out of Coley’s hand and then with the syrupy voice again said, “Coley, it is so nice to see you again. It seems as if you’ve lost weight since the last time I saw you. You must share your secret.” Sara smiled and quickly returned, beer in hand, to Caine.

Coley murmured, “I really hate that girl. I just want to knock those wonderfully veneered teeth right out of her mouth.”

I laughed. “Hey, be nice. This is my new roommate you’re speaking about. Could her teeth be any whiter? How in the hell does she get them like that?”

Coley shrugged. “I don’t know…white-out?”

We were laughing hard and mimicking her phony voice when Caine yelled for us to come outside and keep him company. Apparently the accommodating Sara, rubbing her boobs all over him, wasn’t enough.

“Oh, before I forget. I made plans for us to meet up with Kendall and Rebecca tomorrow night for drinks. You don’t start work until Monday, right?” Coley mentioned as we were walking to the back porch.

I smiled. “That sounds great! I haven’t seen either of them in a really long time. It’ll be great to catch up. And yup, Monday morning is the first day of my new job.”

Caine took the steaks off the barbeque and put them on the patio table which was already set up for dinner and turned to us. “Let’s eat!”

We spent most of the meal laughing and telling stories of what we had all been up to lately. It was a perfect evening to be sitting outside enjoying a meal, a good glass of wine and my best friends, minus the crazy who sat glaring for most of the evening.

Finally, Sara spoke up in her falsetto voice that I was beginning to hate. “So, Neely, why did you leave your husband? Or did he leave you?”

Caine’s eyes shot daggers at Sara, and he slammed down his beer on the table. “Sara! That is none of your damn business. She doesn’t want to talk about it. And that was rude to…”

I interrupted with, “It’s fine, Caine.” I didn’t know why I was trying to help Sara. “I left my husband because I wasn’t in love with him. I wasn’t attracted to him. I didn’t respect him. In short, I detested being in the same room with the man. Everything about him was…weak.”

I took a second to take a sip of wine. As harsh as the words sounded, it felt good to be honest with myself.

“But mostly, I hated how I acted when I was around him. I was mean, cruel, and I purposefully would say things to hurt him. He’d cry like a baby, which made me hate him more. I was awful toward him.” I looked down at the table and sighed. “I didn’t like who I was becoming, so I needed to get out.”

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