Afterglow || Tommy Lee

35. Let's Have A Little Fun

Malibu California May 10 2003

I stumble through our large french front doors, pulling my keys out of the lock and they jingle all the while laughing as Tommy chases me inside.

It was well into the evening and the sun had just set and I had definitely had a few drinks and was feeling mighty fine at this point. Tommy surprisingly seemed quite sober for the amount of drinks he had, but we all know how my husband can drink, and fuck if he isn't sexy when he turns on that charm and becomes the life of the party.

I turn around to face the door as Tommy steps in, that charming smile of his spreading across his face as he closes the door behind him.

"You know, I think I need another drink," I say with a giggle.

"Are you sure about that?" Tommy raises his eyebrow at me taking his leather jacket off.

"Uh huh," I giggle and make my way into the kitchen, heading straight for the Jack Daniels. Once I pour myself some in a glass with just a couple of ice cubes, I take off my leather jacket, setting it down on the counter island, then make my way out of the kitchen, straight to the living room to put on some tunes.

I was feeling good and craving some fucking metal so I head over to our bookshelf full of albums, grab the first one my fingers land on, put it on and crank it.

'There is nothing
No education, no family life to open my arms
You'd say that my job is today
Yet gone, tomorrow I'll be broke in a gutter'

As soon as I heard Pantera blast through those speakers, it was like heaven to my ears. It had been a while since I played this album and it instantly took me back. The sound of Rex's bass,Vinny's pounding, Phil's screaming and the crunching of Dime's guitar made me feel alive.

Fuck it sounded so good.

'I know the opinion
A broken record
Fuck you and your college dream
Fact is we're stronger than all
You're working
For perfect bodies, perfect minds and perfect neighbors
But I'm helping
To legalize dope on your pristine streets and I'm making a fortune'

I take a long sip of my drink, then set it down on the coffee table, decide to untie the scarf from my hair, toss it onto the couch then bend over for just a moment to shake my curls out. Once I flip my curls back, standing up I see Tommy at the living room doorway with that silly video camera of his.

"No, what are you doing?" I laugh.

"Nothin'" He says with that silly smirk he does when he is recording me on that camera. He always catches me and I always feel so self conscious every time he does.

"Tommy, would you put the camera down?" I laugh as I pick up my drink from the table and take another sip.

"C'mon baby, you're so cute," He chuckles and smiles sweetly at me coming closer but still looking down at the viewfinder on the camera.

"Are you really recording me?" I laugh.

"No..." Tommy says but his tone tells me otherwise and honestly, I was a little too drunk to care at this point. I then smirk back at him, setting my drink back down, then reach under my shirt, unclip my bra then take it off underneath and toss it at him.

"Oh fuck yea," He laughs catching it as he comes even closer to me. I then quickly snatch the camera from him and turn it on him.

"Haha, now you," I laugh pointing the camera at him.

"Pffft," He scoffs with a chuckle and immediately lifts his fitted tank up over his head, and tosses it onto the floor, his necklaces laying perfectly against his bare chest and I find myself biting my bottom lip as I film him. He then gives me that sly smirk reaching out for the camera to take it back but I quickly move away from him.