Standard disclaimer... you all know this part...I own none of the characters listed here or the WWE, I am borrowing the names for a brief period. I earn no money, and none of what I write has anything to do with reality and/or how any of the people mentioned within live their lives. This is purely fantasy. Happy reading.
All my life I was around Pro Wrestling. My uncle Michael got a job for WWWF when I was very young. I remember his first years only vaguely, as I grew older the memories stuck. As I matured, crushes happened right and left, there were so many handsome men around, how could a girl not have her head turned by it all? With all the handsome men I learned however, many were not of the male 'quality' I should be dealing with, according to my uncle and others that watched over me, some of them had alleged questionable behavior when it came to women
My 'Guardians' constantly pointed out how some of the men were married or had girlfriends at home, and still took the women that fawned over them to the hotels with them to spend the night. There were some however that were faithful and honest in their relationships, I would meet one that was of that kind of man. Tall, pale, scary in kayfabe, his voice, usually soft when backstage, drove me crazy and sent me into daydreams, the likes I had never had before he appeared in my life
I was 25 when a particular wrestler I had heard about came to the now WWF, very tall, he had a reputation of being ruthless and a lone wolf. I was able to see the big man when he was taped in a small promo prior to his debut. Dressed in the costume of an old wild west undertaker, the redhead projected a frightening aura. I had hidden most of the way behind my uncle as his manager and he, filmed a sequence that was intimidating. The big man stayed in character after filming and I wondered if that was an act, or real. I looked at him after watching something else and saw him looking right at me! Light eyes sparkled while his expression remained somber.
About half an hour later I was wondering around, I watched the newest member of the roster get photographed. Grim, never really showing and positive emotion, pale make up with darker color around his eyes, his persona were really creepy trappings, but there was something that really had my eye. Watching him until distracted, I turned back to see the redhead looking at me again. He was closer now than before, I good see that his eyes were a beautiful shade of green.
When told he was done, the big man nodded and walked towards me, ignoring his 'manager' who walked in another direction. Coming up to my uncle and I, shaking hands first with my uncle, then gently grasping my hand in his, the man introduced himself as 'Mark Calaway'. Sparkling green eyes looked down at me, my hand was dwarfed in Mark's and I felt wild tingles as he continued to hold my hand. I was only 5' 5", he was a good foot plus taller than me.
"The Undertaker Mark! The Undertaker! Reprimanded the red faced manager. Sliding a hostile look that made the chunky man back up, Mark leaned down to kiss my hand and slowly let it go. I was blushing so much I had to be tomato red. I felt giddy and giggly as Mark slowly turned and followed the other man who was bidding him to follow and get on with their schedule. Before he disappeared behind a screen, Mark turned and gave me a small smile. My heart fluttered wildly. Mark, the Undertaker... I was not likely to forget either of those names! No Sir!
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