Perspective: Before The Fall

Sadie Oberon

Senoia,Georgia

          Merle Dixon,one of the most complicated humans ever,was perched on the warped porch of his and Daryl's trailer. Beer in hand,he settled on the plastic lawn chair,his usual routine of watching people,or as Daryl put it,watching life go by. A silver Lexus pulled up,tires crunching on the gravel driveway of old lady Meyers' home. He distinctly remembered her passing last year. Her quaint cottage had sat empty for that year. Obviously her son finally wanted to get rid of it. Leaning forward,licking his lips,he watched as a skinny black haired woman got out of the driver's side. She was dressed in a black business suit/skirt with low black patent heels. She looked over at him,casting him a look of disdain before digging in her briefcase for a huge set of keys. The passenger door opened, a auburn haired thrityish woman stepped out. Her curves were hugged by dark blue jeans,a white/green dress shirt with a white tank top under it. Merle felt his pants tighten when she rounded the car. He didn't usually go for bigger gals but this one seemed to pique his interest. When she followed the Realtor onto the porch,he couldn't help but notice that her jeans moved with her rounded backside. Damn, that's sexy,he thought. When she came back out,he almost had an 'accident' in his boxers. She was gorgeous, he realized she wasn't fat just curvy and delicious. Bright green eyes,waist length auburn hair,freckles and seemed to be sporting quite the 'rack' in his opinion. When she and the Realtor walked by to the back,Merle felt his pants become more uncomfortable, finishing off his beer, he got up and went back in. Closing the door,he made sure Daryl wasn't home before unzipping and pulling himself out. Sitting on the couch,Merle stroked himself into release letting out a grunt of satisfaction upon completion. He grabbed a dirty shirt,Merle wiped himself up and threw the shirt in the corner.
He tucked everything back in and zipped his pants. Sighing,he found his way outside into the backyard. The ladies were talking, he only managed to catch snippets of the conversation. His luck must be turning for the better,she caught his eye,when she had faced the other woman. "I'll take it. I'm sure Seth will love it. Plenty of room to run.", she stated shaking the realtor's hand.

     Who the hell's Seth,he thought hating to think she was taken. He winked at her causing her to blush. " Excuse me. Who are you?",the Realtor asked. "Ain't you're concern,honey! Ya buying the house,sugar?", Merle asked the other one. " Thinking of it. I'm Sadie Oberon. You are?",she walked over to his side of the property line. "Merle Dixon. I live with my brother,Daryl. He ain't here right now but ya might see him time to time.", Merle mentally kicked himself. Hey stupid,she ain't caring about that shit! Slow ya roll,man!,he scoffed inwardly. " No problem. Well it was nice to meet you. I've got to get going. I hope to see you soon.",she willingly shook his hand despite the glares Lori was giving him. The two departed leaving Merle in a quandary and buzzing with a strange kind of energy. Daryl pulled up a few minutes later,finding his brother staring into the neighbor's yard. "Yo,Merle! Ya alright?", Daryl waved his hands in his face. " Huh? Oh hey, baby brother. When'd ya get back?",he asked dazedly. "Like two seconds ago. What's going on?" "Looks like we're getting a new neighbor. Sexy little thang too.", Merle noted. Daryl didn't quite know what to make of it,Merle had such an odd look on his face. He'd seen it once when his older brother was sixteen and the girl next door had to move. Lost,not sure what to do next. " Hey,snap out of it!",Daryl cuffed Merle on the back of the head.  "Shit,son! Why ya do that?!", he came out of his trance. " You were spacing out! Ya want a beer?",Daryl asked.

       The end of the day came with the brothers getting a pretty good buzz on. Merle dragged himself to bed,dreams of Sadie riding him like he was the proverbial horse to her cowboy. Those dreams grew intense when he'd reached released,soiling his boxers. Merle woke in a cold sweat,grunting. "Dammit! Women!", he fell back onto his bed unable to shake the thought of his dreams. Gulping,he realized for the first time,he had it bad.