You arrive in separate limos for Smackdown the next evening, so as not to tip anyone off about your alliance with Stacy. As you are driven in to the backstage underground car park, fans rush screaming up to the windows and trying to see who is inside. You receive a pleasant view as one of the crowd is a buxom young lady and as she presses herself against the glass, her breasts flatten out right in front of your face. You smile to yourself as security lets you pass and the throng is left outside. You get out of the vehicle and are ushered into a dressing room with your name on it, by one of the back stage helpers.
Your dressing room has been made up to be as comfortable as possible. A lovely platter of fruit has been laid out and you sit down in a plush sofa to relax for a moment. One of the walls of the dressing room is covered by a series of lockers and you notice that one of them is open. You go over and have a look and find that the tights you were being fitted for are done and are hanging up ready for you. Also taped to the inside of the locker door is an envelope with your name on it. You tear the seal open to read what it has got to say.
"I hope you enjoy your brand new ring attire and I must say that I think you will look so damn sexy in it! A word of advice is that, if Hunter knows you're in the building he will come looking for you. Don't stay in your dressing room. Take your gear and go find a room to share with some of the other boys and wait until the time is right for what we planned. I'll be watching and I can wait for the pay-per-view."
The letter is signed by Stacy in a long flowing script. If you're not mistake you think you can smell a little bit of perfume on the letter. You all of a sudden feel very uncomfortable that Triple H is going to come bursting through the door and kick the crap out of you. You put the tights away in your small gym bag along with the letter. You stop for one more bit of fruit before leaving your room and heading off down the hallway. You walk for about five hundred meters through the bowels of the arena passing numerous doors that you assume are other stars locker rooms. When you think you're far away from yours so that Hunter won't be able to find you, you knock on the door and wait for the occupant to answer. |