Chapter 1 - Big Girl Pants

Elizabeth Micelli was used to playing with the big boys so she wasn't sure why she was so nervous. It was her first day on the job as the head lighting and sound technician for the WWE. Her resume was impressive and she passed the series of interviews with the corporate types with flying colors. The person she was replacing was even willing to stay on for two weeks and show her the ropes. She took a deep breath, squared her shoulders and walked into the arena.

It looked like the set techs were the only ones there this early; all of the on screen talent were still training or hanging out by catering. Liz easily located the group of men she was supposed to be joining.

"Excuse me, I am looking for Joe Andres." A big burly man with a headset and a clip board looked her up and down, focused his eyes on her chest and said "Sorry honey, we don't let ring rats hang around the equipment."

Honey?! Ring rat?! Oh hell no. "Actually, sweet cheeks, I'm the new lighting and sound tech and Joe asked me to meet him here to go over the setup process."

The other men struggled to stifle their laughs as she felt someone come up behind her. "Is there a problem here Ted?" she heard a familiar voice ask. Two enormous hands were on her shoulders and she realized that it was the COO Paul Levesqu, aka Triple H. "Not all sir, I was just telling this um..."

Paul cut him off "This ring rat is your new boss. Her name is Elizabeth Micelli." He turned to her and said "Liz, Joey will be with you in a few. In the meantime, let me introduce you to the rest of the crew."

The night went off without too much more drama. Ted was still a jackass, but Joe and the rest of the men on the crew were professional and friendly. Liz was used to it, there weren't many women in her field and she could divide most of the men she worked with into two categories - They were either like Jackass Ted or they accepted her and treated her just like any other coworker. Rumor had it there was a third type of guy - the kind that would see Liz as a woman and a companion, one that would respect her and love her. But she had yet to come across that kind of man, she figured he was busy hanging with the Loch Ness Monster or Big Foot.

After she helped the crew break down the set, Liz joined Joe and a couple of the other techs at a nearby diner for some comfort food. Over a massive platter of chili cheese fries, Joe and guys gave Liz all the advice she would need to get through all the live events, the travelling and on how to deal with Jackass Ted. Apparently, it wasn't just her, Ted was a jackass to everyone. They also promised to introduce her to some of the wrestlers, she would have to start working more closely with them as soon as Joe left.

Liz didn't even notice that some of the wrestlers had been eating at the same diner. One man noticed her and had been noticing her since she walked into the arena. He couldn't take his eyes off her, he memorized every inch of her body. She was short, he guessed her to be about five feet tall, long black hair which she had tied into a ponytail that swayed when she walked, chocolate brown eyes and curves that a man could spend his whole life memorizing. He couldn't wait to place his hands on her hips and suck on her ample breasts, he already had a long list of things he wanted to do with her. It wouldn't be easy to get her alone as long as she was still training with Joey, he would have to bide his time and hope that she didn't choke out Ted and get herself fired.

The men wouldn't allow Liz to pay her share of their midnight snack, they said it was a "Welcome to the Crew" party and not to get used to it. She thanked them and downed the rest of her diet Pepsi as she followed them all back to the hotel. She could swear she felt someone staring at her, but when she turned around, she couldn't see anyone.

He was lying in bed wide awake, usually after Raw he would grab some food from the closest open restaurant and make it back to his hotel room and pass out cold as soon as his head hit the pillow. But not tonight, he kept thinking about her. Liz, he heard Paul introduce her as Liz, she smiled and shook hands with everyone. But Paul didn't introduce her to him, no, he stopped once she had met all of the set crew – lighting, pyro, sound and camera men, apparently he didn't think she needed to meet any of the wrestlers yet. Everything about her was amazing – her smile, her eyes, and the way she filled out that uniform. She had to wear the same black cargo pants and black polo shirts as the rest of the crew members, cargo pants never looked so sexy to him before. He had to find a reason to talk to her, he was sure he wasn't the only man who noticed her and he didn't really want to have fight off any of his coworkers. He pictured the entire male roster standing outside her door with bouquets of flowers. He sighed as he remembered how her ass moved as she ran out the door of the diner. Just picturing that was making him hard, how could a woman he hadn't even met yet have this much of an effect on him?